Redhawk Caldera sunshine on your toes

As she long ago had promised to her alphas (silently, in her head - she'd never actually say those words out loud 'cause.. feelings were awkward), Fin had remained nearby the alpha's den every moment she could since the birth of their children. She had been dozing upon one of the higher outcroppings nearby when the sound of Fox's call roused her from her sleep. Immediately, she was on high alert due to the morose tone and the gentle wavering which suggested her besty was suffering somehow. Without a second though, Finley was up and running, even though she wasn't even fully awake or aware she was doing it.

By the time the Blackthorn reached the alphas' den, her senses had fully caught up with her. Her ears fell backwards as she approached and suddenly, she slowed even further. It felt almost as though she had stepped through a dark cloud as she came nearer, and suddenly she wanted to turn around and run, escape whatever darkness was going on here as quickly as she could. Concern and love for her friends won out though, and so soon she was stepping into their doorway, fear and trepidation apparent on her face.

Finley lowered her head to peer at the pair of them, saying nothing as something told her not to. A low whine escaped from her throat as her gaze shifted across their faces, lingering on the traces of pain and sadness etched upon each.