i got my mind made up and i can't let go.

Fin could tell that the man was getting a bit uncomfortable and she could only assume it was because she was gawking at his scars like a jack ass. She turned her gaze away from him as though looking for the bitch of a fox again, but it was likely too late. The damage was done.

Koda moved on as though nothing had happened however, and for that Finley was grateful. She hated awkward moments, even though she caused far too many of them. The prospect of hunting piqued her interest. The Plateau pack had had far too many failed hunts as of late. She wasn't about to decline the chance to feed on some real game. Especially when there was even the small possibility that she might be able to bring something back for her back.

"I'm game," she replied with a smile, "You seen anything around here lately?"

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