Redhawk Caldera i need you so much closer.

"It isn't fair," Fiadh bemoaned to anybody that was listening, as she followed the gaggle of her siblings begrudgingly. "I'm ready to fight! And Lucca is! And Clover!" As she listed off her siblings, her eyes found Tegan, and she laughed to herself. "Sorry, Teag, I don't think you're much of a fighter," she taunted. "Maybe next war you'll be okay enough." Although her mood lightened considerably for a brief, fleeting moment, she soon herself angry at her parents again, and she turned her attention back to them as Finley began to speak.

She scrunched up her face and stuck her tongue out with evident distaste. "It sounds like baby stuff," she complained as she looked at Finley. Although she had been told about a million times, Fiadh still could not comprehend why they weren't allowed to go to war. In her very humble opinion, she was as skilled and ready as even Towhee. 

"I'd make you so much prouder killing those Blackfeather wolves!" How could they not see that?