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Fucken Colt. She glared sidelong at her brother for his quip about sisters, wondering why exactly she was still letting him stay here. But that thought reminded her that she did let him stay here, which meant she could get him back later. Happy to have something to look forward to, she looked back at her sisters as they began to squabble. Fern and Cyclone. Cyclone didn't get much of her attention except for the pleased little smirk she shared at hearing the girl had wanted to come find her. She did like being popular.

Fern though. That batch of Blackthorns had been her first experience with puppies. She'd really, really hated it back then. They got so much more attention than she did... It was why she and Colt had hit the road. Wouldn't that be a fun anecdote once they all settled the fuck down?

Fin cast her gaze to Quixote and grinned, "It won't. They're my blood, after all.". She enjoyed this side of him a lot more than the dutiful tactician she'd taken to war with her. If keeping these crazies around meant he'd remain this easy-spirited, then she might consider taking them. Or just the one. Apparently. Because next thing she knew, Cyclone was spinning and walking away without a good bye. That seemed about right.

Fin looked around at those still gathered in the beat of silence that followed, a smile spreading across her face. "Man! Family reunions, am I right?" she nudged Colt hard with her shoulder before looking at Fern helpfully, "You know if she did get pregnant, that'd slow her down enough for you to actually catch her. It's hard to run with a giant belly in your way." She prodded her own giant belly with a paw to illustrate.