Big Salmon Lake the sore feet song.

:( Well I hope it never comes back ever and you don't have to worry about it ever again

Fin herself couldn't imagine ever having children. She'd probably get them killed after a week, either by getting them into trouble or doing something crazy with them. Like getting bored and deciding to see if they innately knew how to swim. Or if they bounced. Yes, puppies were probably not for her, at least not any time in the near future.

She quirked a brow and gave her friend a suspicious look as she mentioned watching "from afar". "I hope you mean far like... from here far..." Fin warned, clearly not actually threatening, but hoping the woman would listen nonetheless, "And if not.. Well, just make sure I can't see you so I can naively believe that you're safely at home." She shook her head with a fond smile. She leaned down to sniff at the bundle, recognizing many of the plants and herbs there.

"Thanks, Blue, for everything you've done for me," Fin said, stepping towards her to nuzzle her muzzle against a dark cheek, "I asked Junior to send my gratitude, but I have a feeling that didn't happen, so please, tell Lasher too that I said thanks."