Redhawk Caldera maybe we can live with our sins.

Sure thing!

Apparently she had more work to do on her non-verbal communication. Towhee stared at her like she was an idiot before giving an exasperated huff and trudging back to shore. She should have been perturbed, but instead Finley smirked appreciatively at the pup's retreating form. It was refreshing to see a little attitude in a kid she was raising. Little did she realize her own daughter was brewing some spunk of her own and she would come to regret the hell out of it. For now, it was a nice change of pace.

"Let's get you dried off," Finley said to her as she stepped up onto the shore beside the pup, "What do you think of using papa Elwood as a towel, hm?" She lifted her brows with a playful smile before setting off at a trot to return to the rendezvous site.