Redhawk Caldera you can ring anybody's bell.

The babe reacted just as Fin had anticipated to her gentle prodding, causing her to giggle softly at the little tickle of tiny limbs bumping and nudging her nose. When she felt the attack on her nose, she lifted her head away with a little snort of laughter. What a weird feeling! It was a little bit like pushing her nose into the soft flesh of a recent kill, only far nibblier.

Before the Blackthorn had too much time to make any further comparisons, she felt the most peculiar sensation upon her foreleg as Wildfire snatched her dew claw into her mouth and began to suckle. Instantly a shiver ran down Finley's spine and she froze, eyes widening and her mouth parting slightly. It was... weird. Super weird. Holy good GODS weird. OMG WEIRD WEIRD WEIRD.

Fortunately, she was paralyzed from weird, so she didn't actually disturb the pup with her panic. Otherwise she probably would have sent her flying - an action that would have been wholly unappreciated by the new parents.

Finley stole a glance at the alphas almost as though she were looking to them to help her escape their tiny daughter's trap, only to see one of the smaller potatoes suckling greedily at Fox's nips while she slept. Somehow seeing that put everything into perspective for her and suddenly she felt calmer. After all, at least the little bugger wasn't trying to feast upon her by latching onto a tit. Now THAT would have been weird. So, Aunt Finley settled back down beside the little creature and merely watched as the child wrestled hungrily with her arm.