Redhawk Caldera shark out of water

It took every ounce of restraint Fin had not to burst out laughing when Jaws introduced himself. Her eyes brushed past the long canines that protruded from his upper lip, obviously the inspiration behind the moniker. She wondered if his parents had named him that, which would seem to suggest that they'd been like that his entire life. What a goofy-looking kid he must have been.. After all, in Fin's rather superficial and judgmental opinion, he was kind of a goofy-looking adult.

She kept that all to herself, though. She was the beta, as he'd said. Betas probably weren't supposed to make fun of their packmates for what big teeth they had. "Nice guess!" Fin replied, taking a different, more appropriate track, "What gave it away, my stunning good looks or my bad ass beta-ing skills?" She didn't know who it was that had accepted him, but there was a good chance that any one of the leadership team would have described her as either. Well. Except Peregrine. He probably would've called her a doofy assbag. That assbag.