Sun Mote Copse The more I see, the less I know

Fin set off with her companions readily, her gaze moving all about to take in the sights the woods had to offer. She liked what she saw. She'd always been more partial to wide, open spaces, which the copse somehow accomplished in spite of all the trees. The Plateau could boast the same, but there was something about the canopy overhead that made Fin feel protected, much like the walls of the Caldera had. Plus, she liked all the little glowy things, whatever they were. The Caldera hadn't even had glowy things.

Her attention had definitely wandered from the conversation, but it snapped back when she heard the name Dante. "Dante? Oh man, he was--" she paused as her gaze moved to Elwood and she amended her comment mid-sentence, "--such a nice dude. We lived at Blacktail Deer Plateau together before I left with your dad for the Caldera. I always wondered what happened to him." She looked at her mate and smiled innocently, letting the plus he was damn good-looking comment stay right where it belonged in her head.

At the comment about some dude named Finbar, Finley just smirked. "He can suck it - we all know he ain't got nothin' on Aunt Flea," she said as she looked away at their surroundings again. It hadn't been the first time she'd met someone else named Fin. Actually, Finn had been smokin' hot too. How odd that this conversation was bringing up all the sexy bastards from her past, and with her current and most favoritest sexy bastard like right there.