Redhawk Caldera nerf gun party

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Siv offered an apologetic flattening of her ears to her narrow skull at the sound of what Fox was going through. She would have opted to bring the rusty-furred leader a fish, but Siv hardly wanted to seem like she was kissing ass to the members of her leadership team. If anything, she could wrangle up a fish at a later time. “Aw, man, and here I was hoping you were back to whooping ass and taking names. I suppose, though, if you’re ankle is better, then the ribs’ll come along any day now,” she remarked, casting a hopeful expression towards her leader. The coywolf girl was confident that Fox would be right as rain in no time at all, though her opinion was hardly worth its weight. She was, of course, not knowledgeable when it came to healing or recovering from any sort of injury.
Taking up a steady pace alongside Fox, Siv’s ears were drawn forward at her inquiry. “I, uh, met your other half… formally, that is,” she answered with a quick smile. “And Amon!” the young girl then padded her first comment, almost forgetting the older wolf who had joined her on her morning walk not too long before. It was a sudden realization that she really hadn’t met many of her fellow pack members. With a heavy frown towards the earth, the Savoy girl wondered what that must have looked like to Fox. After all, the rusty-furred female had been the one to admit Siv into the pack. The young coywolf did not want to be a let-down. “I really ought to try to meet more, huh?” she thought aloud, glancing uncertainly towards the female at her side.