Redhawk Caldera wait for the day when you find.

The gift was quickly forgotten once Finley confessed the words (and feels!) that had passed between herself and Elwood. Fox could barely contain her own glee as she wiggled and waddled around looking like a real goofball. Licking Fin's face excitedly was the best way to tell her bestie how happy she was, Fox decided, and she followed through that thought with gusto. The Redleaf just knew that the two Betas had been meant for one another. Just as she and Peregrine had in some weird way. Fox still refused to believe in fate or anything wishy washy like that, but it was quite clear that Fin and El were like two peas in a pod.

Once she managed to come down a little bit from her matchmaker high, Fox stood there with a happy grin on her face. “So that means Elwood’s gonna be the godfather, right?” Fox half-asked. Of course he was. That had been Fox's plan all along. As far as she was concerned, the two of them were already hitched, and it didn't even occur to her that they might not make things official (whatever that meant). A million other questions were bubbling up from her chest, but she tried to give Finley enough time to answer before asking the nine hundred ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-nine others.