Redhawk Caldera blake's got a new face.

If Finley was anything, she was persistent. Elwood rolled his eyes as she tried to think of a way to have him show off his "talent" right then and there. Had he actually been attempting to impress her with a real skill, he might have taken to his feet and began searching immediately. However, the thought of trying to shove 457 nuts in his mouth was just...not ideal, and he was starting to wish he had never said that in the first place.

"I mean, if you have a secret collection of 'tree debris' somewhere, be my guest," he said, gesturing with a paw that she could take her leave if she really wanted him to do his acorn trick. "But I'm awfully comfy right...here," he commented with a broad grin, and promptly rolled to one side -- leaning against Finley and effectively using her as a pillow. Their grey fur entwined, merging into one tapestry of pewter, and though he wasn't putting enough weight on her to prevent her from moving, he kind of hoped that she stayed put.