Redhawk Caldera You were lookin' at me [M]

It hadn't been all too long since their little confessional rendezvous, and Fin was proud to say she'd only had two panic attacks and one near complete emotional collapse. Most of it had happened in the privacy of her own home, though, so that was a good thing. It was when she drew her drama out into the public eye that she knew she was in it dangerously deep. It was very lucky for numerous reasons that she was a member of the Caldera. A tighter-knit, more supportive pack had never existed. And thank god for that because in her darkest moments, Finley certainly needed all the support she could get.

Today was not one of those days however. She stepped out into the daylight in a particularly.. shiny mood. And holy crap did she miss him. And so, just Elwood was searching for her, so too was Fin for him, which made the whole attempt that much easier to succeed in. After a little less than an hour, she finally spotted him - a peppery blot on the Caldera's landscape. Her tail began to wag furiously as she caught his scent. It would've been a great opportunity to sneak up on him, but she was too excited, so she darted right after him until she was trotting merrily up to his side.

"What do you think, Agent Twig," Fin said, donning her most serious of tones, "Any sign of them?"