Redhawk Caldera i wait on clip-clops.

Fox exaggerated the look, making an even more goofy face than she'd been making before. “Oh yeah,” she replied, “you know you like it.” "Lady magical playground" was probably the most hilarious phrase she had ever heard to refer to, well, her lady bits. She'd have to echo it back to Peregrine at some point, just for the giggle-factor. Fox rolled over onto her side, stretching when she was stable. If Finley wanted to go after Elwood, that was her choice, but Fox had made it clear that she approved.

Rolling onto her back, Fox splayed out lazily on the soft earth. She had forgotten how pleasant it was to have a good friend around, but Finley had reminded her of that now that she had returned. Bringing in some of the light-heartedness to the caldera was good, especially considering how cold Fox was to outsiders. Without really meaning to, Fox's lids became heavy, her breathing slowed, and she started to doze off.