Redhawk Caldera i've been watching your kindness keep

"Yeah, she was, but it's all good now. She came to the Caldera to visit a few years ago and attacked one of her baby siblings, so we ripped off her head," Fin answered simply, as though telling a nice bedtime story a la Brothers Grimm (the original tellings..) She considered the question posed, but couldn't really come up with a reason. She shrugged, unconcerned really. She hadn't been around to see Junior grow from bouncing baby girl to murderous psycho. She'd only ever seen her grow from disturbed teenager to murderous psycho, so as far as she knew, Junior had just always been a little bitch kid. And now she was a dead one.

"Finley Blackthorn," she answered to the last, glad for a question she could actually answer. Plus her name just sounded so cool - cooler now that she had spent some time reminiscing about how awesome she was. She fixed the girl with a curious look then. "Where is it you're from? Do you have a pack nearby?" she asked.