Redhawk Caldera I am not a hero.

Coincidentally enough, Fin already had it in her mind that she wanted to spend some time with Towhee when that familiar, dying goat of a howl came careening across the territory. As always, the alpha responded with a flinch, a grimace, and then a smirk as the call faded into nothingness. She never appreciated silence more than just after listening to the verbal car wreck of her beloved niece's howl. Hell, she never appreciated the sound of the wildlings' temper tantrums more. But it was still quite endearing after the fact.

Finley wasted no time turning her heels to answer the call. She had already been prowling the borders, knowing that to be where she was most likely to come across the young wolf. It didn't take her long at all to overtake her. She offered Towhee a smile as she approached, stepping near enough to nip affectionately at the girl's cheek in greeting. "Sup Teehee," she said with a wag of her tail. The news of Nightjar's death had been heartbreaking to her, especially coming so soon after they'd just gotten him back. But now having Eljay and Wildfire both back in her ranks was welcome consolation, and she put her energies towards gratitude of that gift rather than dwelling bitterly on what she had lost.