Redhawk Caldera On trees and birds and fire

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Fin barely heard the words that spilled free from the ebony wolf's laughing mouth, noticing only the movement he made to point her over to Rodney. She looked pathetically back at him as though she wasn't completely sure how to walk anymore. Finally, with her head slung low, she turned to trot back the way they'd came to wash the shame off of her fur.

It was only after a few steps that she stopped and lifted her head. She turned to glance back over her shoulder at Peregrine, a wild, vicious look upon her face like that of a rabid dog as she hissed suddenly at him in a voice as though Satan himself were leaking from her throat, "We are not calling me Shitley from now on." It was far too demanding an attitude for a subordinate to use to their superior, but for a Fin to use against a 'Grine, it was really just par for the course.

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