Redhawk Caldera but your ghost.

Fin had begun to think back to her childhood, fondly mulling over the memories. She wondered then about what was happening in her siblings' lives. Well, some of them, anyway. There were really a lot of them, so it would have been rather time consuming to think of them all. One in particular caught the most of her reverie, and with a little sigh, she silently hoped that he had been eaten by a pack of savage mountain lions by now - and not for the first time!

"Wha - me?" Fin replied, faking an attitude of innocent surprise, "Of course not! I've always been a perfect angel, don't listen to anyone who tells you any different."