Redhawk Caldera do you suppose she's a wildflower?

Finley snorted with laughter at her daughter's assessment of the flower. Kids were so great. So eloquent and to the point. She smiled through a playful pout as her head tilted to one side. "Oh no, what a mean flower," she cooed as she gazed at the pup's cute, sniffly little face.

Her ears twitched as the sound of pawsteps drew her attention. Fin glanced up to see Elwood approaching, just in time to spot his downtrodden demeanor replaced by affection for the adorable critter at her paws. She lifted her nose to brush against his cheek in greeting before looking again at Fiadh. The pup gave her father a plaintive look before explaining what she had already informed her mother - ick. She chuckled again and glanced up at Elwood, donning a serious expression. "It's true. I saw it with my own eyes," Fin said shortly, her wagging tail giving away her mirth.