Redhawk Caldera slow motion daylight.

Of course not! Thanks for joining :D

Well... She had wanted something interesting to happen.

Fin barked out in irritation as one of her precariously collected acorns shot up in the air in the wake of a passing, barking blur and smacked her right in the chin. She shook her head and bolted up onto her haunches, whirling rapidly to spot what she could only assume was a packmate, shouting threats at a fleeing squirrel--HER fleeing squirrel, to be exact.

"Ever thought of watching your own butt?!" Fin barked at her incredulously, canting her head. Her gaze was quick to trail off after their prey's disappearing form, her look of irritation melting into a disappointed pout.