Redhawk Caldera woke up feeling like a new james dean.

Apparently the decision wouldn't need to be hers, because instead he approached her.  She heard his footsteps and her ears went back, not coming forward again when he launched into what had to be the last thing she expected.  And yet, as he did it, it made perfect sense.  Because of course Penn would act as if nothing had happened.

The reason Fennec had hesitated to follow was because she wasn't sure she could resist snapping his face off the moment she heard his voice.  She was still so angry.  Not only did she remember what the fight had been about; she remembered exactly how it had made her feel, having him disappear like that.  And now he had the balls to not only mention their trip, but to toss something her way and pretend like she was supposed to be okay with this.

Fennec was decidedly not okay with this.  And without another word, her lips peeled back, and she launched herself at the sound of his stupid voice with a snarl.  She was going to pin him down exactly the same way she'd pinned that other girl down, muzzle to scruff, and shove his face into the snow.