Redhawk Caldera calling all cops and autobots. [MFT]

It was just like Peregrine to suggest something like that, and Fox shot him a half-hearted dirty look in jest. Finley was soon playing along, and Fox was giggling all the while. "Quick!" she whispered to Finley before her bestie could get too fresh with her, "We should find somewhere more private to start." The emphasized word was said louder so that Peregrine could hear. "You can come join us, but you have to wait here for... oh, I dunno, five minutes?" Could wolves even perceive time that accurately? In any case, Fox ushered Finley away, glancing over her shoulder to make sure that Peregrine was standing nice and still.

Once they were out of earshot, and assuming she'd convinced Finley to follow and Peregrine to stay behind, Fox turned to her Beta. "We're not actually going to do this, are we?" she asked. Fox knew that Peregrine was into some kinky shit (lulz), although she wasn't entirely certain about Finley. They were best friends, and Fox was fairly certain there were no sparks flying. "I'll stay here, and you can run off and get your freak on with Elwood." The last part she said as if it were the most casual thing ever.