Redhawk Caldera Just go get beer.

Fin could hardly breathe by the time she reached her kids. She had seen Towhee back off of Fiadh somewhere along the way, and so her priorities upon her arrival changed quickly from stopping the fight to dropping hard onto her haunches and throwing her head back with a lovely GUHH as her breath swept hard back into her lungs. She was panting heavily when finally she looked back at the pair, blinking winded tears from her eyes as she focused on Towhee and set to processing the alpha's words in slow motion.

"Get what off?" she said between huffs, frowning at her niece. She turned to Fiadh a moment later and stared at her, noting the fear that drenched her body and voice. "Fee, what is it?" she said in a consoling voice. She made to move towards her, but belly weight and exhaustion kept her in place. It took a moment more for her to see th source of the problem, but when finally she did, she felt her hackles pirckling along her spine.

"What the crap is that?" she said in alarm, snapping her attention back to Towhee as though her one-year-old daughter would somehow be able to explain this to her when not even she with her six years traveling the world had a clue. "Does it hurt?" she asked without waiting for an answer from Towhee, looking again at Fiadh.