Redhawk Caldera You and I were fire, fire, fireworks

Just as soon as she'd nosed comfortingly at Nightjar, the boy was scrambling after his sister. She barely even noticed he made a break for it as he hadn't scaled her limbs like some infant mountain climber. When she did notice, her breath caught in her throat and she paused her tail bops for the briefest of moments so that she could go WTF in her brain. She glanced down to make sure she still had the last one with her and up spotting the little girl nuzzled lazily beside her elbow, insisted quite earnestly: "You're the good child, sleepybum."

Fin's gaze darted quickly back to the two miscreants who were oddly... not super pissed off or miserable. Her head tilted slightly as she watched them paw and nip at her dancing tail. The littlest one was actually... were those happy noises? She blinked at the little red ball, startled. She wasn't sure she'd ever seen little Wildfire actually happy before. With a grin she continued to bat at them with her tail, hoping she might illicit a little giggle from Nightjar as well.