Redhawk Caldera Tired of troubles wasting my time

Elwood chuckled as Somnia predicted his future with Finley. He wasn't sure that he would ever be as bold as Fox and Peregrine -- the idea of "dirty dancing" in front of the rest of the pack made him feel uneasy, even now. And the thought that the Betas' litter would help them to usurp the Redleaf-DiSarinno clan hit a little too close to home; that was essentially what Finley had threatened to blackmail him with, had he gotten Grimm pregnant. But the rest of it -- Finley all cute and round, their adorable babies roaming the caldera with their older "cousins" -- sounded perfectly appealing to him.

"We'll have to smudge dirt on the kids' faces so they don't look as cute -- I'm not ready to die, and I definitely don't want to be killed by Peregrine! Can you imagine how he would torture me?" he crowed, imagining death by explosive farts or diarrhea or some other bodily function. Amidst his laughter, Somnia reminded them of the peridot they had found within the confines of the mountain some time ago, and his ears perked in response.

"You're right -- I totally forgot about that jewel," he said, remembering the way it had sparkled in the sunlight. "We'll have to take that one to Fox, but will you help me find one for Finley?" he asked in the next breath, now excited to have something to present to his "friend-girl."