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Fin's ears twitched at the sound of someone approaching. She didn't turn immediately to see who it was, confident that whoever it was meant her no harm. Her faith was soon proven well-placed as a familiar voice tickled her ears and she finally turned to set her eyes upon FitzDutiful. "Hey Fiddle," Fin replied with a smile. Apparently she was determined to call him something different every time they met.

"You and your woman finally come up for air?" she asked with a mischievous smirk. She hadn't seen him since accepting his little lady friend to the pack. She could only assume it was because they'd been canoodling ever since.