Redhawk Caldera Dance, Dance

There were a lot of things about Fin that probably could do with some psychiatric analysis. Her obsession with risk-tasking, her intense need to be the center of attention, her inability to trust or commit to a relationship, and bizarrely crippling fear of moths--I'm sure any one of those characteristics would have given a therapist a field day. But no, Fin did not seek out the pack's aspiring counselor for any help with her character flaws--after all, in her opinion she was flawless--she was looking for advice on how to quit worrying about something she'd spent far too much time thinking about.

When she came upon him, she chuffed gently to him to announce her presence, her tail wagging steadily. "Hey! Thanks for coming," Fin said as she stepped up to the man. She paused then, not completely certain how this was supposed to start.

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