Redhawk Caldera i warn you not to doubt the silence before the storm

"Nooooo..." Fin moaned as she rolled onto her belly, the stranger's call echoing overhead. The pups were playing piling on @Lagan, which had given the exhausted mother the perfect opportunity to lay down for a nap. But, no sooner had she done so that someone had come a-knockin' on her doorstep. Thus the... "Grjdjfakdsfj whyyy..."

And so, she was already on the way when a second howl - or, something like it - came crashing into her eardrums. Finley flinched at the unfortunate sound, even though she recognized it instantly. Curiosity propelled her forward quicker, for there was a note of anxiety in her goddaughter's voice that caused her some concern.

Fin swept onto the scene in her typical, casually commanding, alpha-ish way. The anxiety and emotion in the air was palpable, causing the black fur along her spine to prickle warily. Her eyes shifted from Towhee to a tall, rather bad ass looking woman with two youngsters at her side. Nope. Just one. The other youth was breaking away from the others - a small red wolf, and Finley found herself pausing for the first time. Wildfire? That was about all the assessment she managed before the girl ran off towards some other wolf who was just.. laying down a few yards behind the rest, like a fuckin' weirdy.

The alpha blinked and hurried towards Towhee, arriving at her side just in time to get a nice loud "Eljay??" shouted into her ear. Fin twisted her head sharply, looking from face to face until finally, she spotted him. Eljay. He was here. He was safe. He was ALIVE. And surrounded by all kinds of fuckery, from the looks of it. She paid that no mind, though. She stood staring at her eldest son and only him - paralyzed from shock and emotion.