Heron Lake Plateau fake happy

Elwood was quick to voice his support as well, which Fin had expected. He always had her back, just as she always had his. She watched as Towhee's face contorted with emotion until finally, she did just as Finley expected of her - she stepped up. And then forward, to embrace her god parents and begin a nice, wolfy group hug.

When the snuggle subsided, Fin turned her head back to the other matter. She was awake enough now to actually address it more appropriately. "Regarding Titmouse though," she said, "I don't want him near the kids. Not now. Or not yet, I guess. I'll give him a chance, but he needs to stay away. Him and whatever friends he brought here with him."

Likely, she should've been more descriptive of how she felt the boy needed to be treated if he did inadvertently come too near before being told of the decree. But if she'd done that, the other thread wouldn't make as much sense. So she was vague, and perhaps still more tired than she even realized.