Greatwater Lake jack-o-lanterns in july.

GOD, she was a brat. Fin suppressed a growl as she retorted, calling her out on her heavy breathing. "I only breathe heavy because you're so exhausting..." she replied with a little frown. She was fighting against it, but she did somewhat find their interaction to be amusing. She was just so inexplicably grumpy, and they were both being rather childish in their quips to each other. Were Fin less tired she might have gone with that feeling, but instead she just glowered at the yearling.

What she said about their mission intrigued her. It explained almost nothing, but did give her somewhat of an idea as to what was going on. She wanted more, though. "Someone, huh?" she replied, "A handsome someone?" Fin quirked a brow, smirking.