Redhawk Caldera say good-bye to those who knew me.

Fin shook her head to brush off Somnia's concern. "Oh yeah, I'm fine," she assured the girl as she pulled herself back up onto wobbly legs. "When Elwood and I were here, we must've fallen at least a hundred times each," she said with a chuckle as she remembered. She peered down at the ice below her feet as she attempted to steady herself and then to take a few sliding steps forward. She had seemed to get the hang of it by the time they'd left the first time, but this was a skill one had to re-learn each time apparently.

Her ears twitched as she heard Somnia fall and she shot the girl a sympathetic grimace. She'd been there for sure, but the gamma would too get the hang of it with some practice. With some unsteady faltering, Somnia managed to get her footing enough to slide up beside her.

The question she posed was one that Fin hadn't given much thought to before, again a testament to the two very different ways their minds worked. Fin gave a little shrug, "I dunno. Maybe rain water collected down here over the warmer seasons from that big hole in the ceiling." She gestured skyward with her muzzle at the long split in the ceiling. Likely if they were to explore the ground above, they would find the tracks of a stream that lead right into the crevice, but Fin hadn't had any interest in exploring the world above any further since she'd found that there were such treasures underground.