Redhawk Caldera shakin' that thang like who's da ish.

Apparently, Fin's attack was DA BOMB. Because just upon launching her move, she had the very base of Elwood's tail clasped between her teeth. He reacted in a way that anyone would have suspected, tucking his rump forward towards his chest and successfully dragging Finley with him. Though she wasn't entirely certain how it had happened, Fin suddenly found herself flat on her stomach beneath her friendboy (not entirely uncommon), with him above her twisting and launching a brand new attack against her with a main focus that seemed to be all about the tickles.

Fin struggled beneath him, laughing as he planted his kisses all over her. She kicked against him, her legs conveniently shooting past either side of him instead of forcing him away from her. She wriggled frantically beneath him, but in truth, she had no desire whatsoever to escape his sweet embrace. Instead, she twisted her spine with a harsh thrust and vaultd herself upwards towards him, reaching with her forelegs to wrap them in a loving vicegrip around his neck.