Redhawk Caldera I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.

The cry for help was like a bullet straight into Finley's chest. Without a second glance, she broke from cover and sprang straight past the small colony of pheasants she had been stalking. The birds fled, but the alpha was gone by the time they had even taken flight, her paws carrying her quickly as possible towards the borders.

When she arrived, it was to see the coyote fleeing and her mate throwing himself at the stranger who had trespassed on their lands. With a wild snarl, she sprang forward with the intention of joining Elwood and murdering the son of a bitch. But when her eyes fell on Phox and Towhee, she changed her path immediately. She moved to stand protectively over them, pulling them closer as her eyes darted across the landscape to make sure no one could touch them.

As she stood, bristled and snarling, it wasn't Fidget and Teehee she was protecting. It was Lucy. And the black monster her mate was fighting was the same that had stolen her little girl so long ago.

"KILL HIM," Finley barked savagely to her mate, not a drop of mercy in her voice.