Heron Lake Plateau she's tore up plenty, but she'll fly true

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Aunt Flea was quick to find them, but as she approached, Raven watched her with concern. When had that limp gotten so pronounced? She’d known that Finley’s leg gave her trouble but the trip from the caldera to here must have exacerbated it. She made a mental note to see to it later on and perhaps prescribe something to help with the discomfort. That was, of course, assuming Finley didn’t ragequit their pack, or strangle them both, or any other increasingly unpleasant possible outcomes after this conversation.

Towhee was quick to cut to the chase, for which Raven was grateful because she damn sure wasn’t going to be the one to break that news to Finley. Raven just stood there with a neutral expression on her face while Towhee gave their beta female a very condensed version of what had just happened. Then Towhee suddenly tossed the ball into Raven’s court, and the medic understood that her sister hoped to distract Finley with the news of her possible pregnancy. Raven wanted so badly to throw her sister under the bus just then, and reveal to Finley that she had been blackmailed into accepting the position. But she wouldn’t do that to Towhee — she needed her support — and she didn’t want to rattle Finley’s confidence in the fate of their pack too much. So she just mustered up a half-grin for her aunt and added, ”Uh, yeah. I’m probably pregnant. Quixote and I are...a thing.