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

Finley prickled unpleasantly as the stranger disappeared into the plains that stretched around their territory. She watched as Elwood turned to head back their way, but her gaze moved quickly to the two little wolves with the grand ideas about their own capabilities. They both looked thoroughly guilty - a look that only deepened as her mate came to stand at her side.

Elwood - the damn softy - gave them both a stern look, but then planted kisses upon them both and left them in Finley's peets. She frowned at him as he began to head back inland. Typical dad move... Her eyes slipped back to her inherited children. She didn't really have any sort of punishment in mind - the anticipation of punishment seemed to be torment enough for the pair.

"March," she told them, a quick flick of her muzzle gesturing in Elwood's direction. The two turned and they all headed back while Fin considered all the ways she might guarantee better behavior from them in the future.