Redhawk Caldera The hanging tree

Fin scrunched up her face in displeasure at his response. "Yeah, I walked right into that one..." she quipped back quickly. Who actually asks their nemesis if they look like genitalia? Especially one tripping on shrooms or balls or... Damn, she really needed to work on getting that straight.

She took a few steps back from him, tempted to respond to his playful antagonizing with a bow of her own. She knew it would hurt, though. And as much as she would've enjoyed a good romp, she knew it probably wouldn't end too well for her. Especially if Peregrine weren't as in charge of actions as he usually was and could easily play too rough without realizing it. "You ain't worth my time, little dude-fool!" she barked back at him, growling playfully, "Besides, you promised me some damn jimmies and now I needs some damn jimmies!"