Redhawk Caldera this is life in color.

Fin furrowed her brows thoughtfully as she inspected the Caldera's little banshee. Little did she realize that the emotion Wildfire was portraying with actually joy. Instead, she was fairly certain it was gas that contorted the infant's face, which is why her attention was on her belly instead of her eyes when her lids peeled back to reveal her golden irises. She was actually wondering if she was supposed to push on her stomach and 'fart' her.. She'd heard of parents 'burping' their kids before, but was 'farting' a thing..?

It was the glint of Wildfire's newly opened eyes that first draw her gaze. The sight was so sudden to her (since she's oh so good at noticing things) that she started with a "HOLY--" followed by a silent, wide-eyed, mouth-gapey stare of wonder as Wildfire began to blink and marvel upon her new found sense. Fin gawked at her god daughter for a few seconds before she suddenly was smiling broadly while her tail tapped a frantic beat upon the den floor.

"Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my GOSH PEREGRINE!" Fin barked excitedly at her alpha, "She's looking at me! She's fucking looking at meeee!!" With a little squeal of delight, she pressed her head down upon the ground right in front of Wildfire's face, grinning like an idiot into those little amber eyes, "Oh my gosh this is so fucking magical...!" Thank goodness the pup was still deaf.