Redhawk Caldera Time will tell what we're all about

This was all very overwhelming. Fiadh just wanted to keep on being a kid—why was everything trades this and benefit the pack that? Okay, so, she had to grow up someday, but couldn't it just be some other day? She'd just wanted to tell them how Raven had shown her how to splint a leg, that's all. Talk of future pursuits and being a beneficial member of the pack were well beyond her youthful interest at this point, since Fiadh lived firmly in the realms of Here and Now. Her gaze bounced between them, both refuting in their own way her desire to just do everything, and her ears pressed back with uncharacteristic uncertainty.

"Sure," she said, "I'll, uh, try to figure it out soon." She appreciated Towhee's input especially, though if she was being honest, the suggestion sounded incredibly boring. Who wanted to sit and listen to other wolves' problems? She wanted to make problems of her own to solve! Or, well, the child in her did. Where was the fun in secondhand involvement? "I gotta go find Lucca," she said suddenly, although in reality she just kind of wanted away from the Grown Up Talk. Catch you later? she added in ptero before attempting to part ways with them both for a little down time to think on her future—or procrastinate, more like.