Redhawk Caldera blake's got a new face.

Elwood's ears splayed out to the side as Finley claimed that she would have preferred the company of the dead squirrel to him. "If that's how you feel, then I can leave," he said with a sniff, pushing himself back up into a sitting position as though he was about to depart. He didn't go anywhere, though; despite the fact that a large percentage of their conversations were spent insulting each other, he did very much enjoy Finley's company.

He wrapped his tail around his paws instead, feeling the snow chilling his lower body even after only a few moments. He glanced down at his companion as she quipped that not only was she the Beta, but she was a princess -- thus, he wouldn't dare touch a hair on her head with ill intentions. With a chuckle, he thought of his play fight with Somnia; she, too, had taken on a royal disposition, but he -- as the long-suffering servant -- had tried to seek revenge by pushing her into the frozen lake. Briefly, he peered over the edge of the ridge, noting the degree of the slope in case he decided to push Finley down it later.

"No, I wouldn't dare harm the prettiest princess of the caldera," he commented after a pause, smirking at his friend.