Redhawk Caldera All my used liquor bottles are on display

Fin needs an @Elwood !!! loll at your shadow post þese two re so perfect

Fin didn't know what to do. She'd long dreamed of what it would be like to meet the Firebirds, which she basically had named, and yet, sitting outside of the den, knowing they were right inside just waiting for her.. all she could do was panic.

After all. What good was she to them? Her whole life, she'd never been more than one huge ass, ongoing train wreck. To think that her best friends trusted her with some level of responsibility for the little potatoes was just bewildering, now more than ever as she could see just how absurdly tiny and fragile they really were. And so, silently the godmother sat just outside the den, staring inwards at the squirmy little maggots, wanting to rush on and slobber lovingly all over them, but too scared to do anything more than stare, even as her lover squirmed eagerly towards them.