Redhawk Caldera Damocles

The male confirmed his identity as Fin had suspected. He shifted into a submissive posture, which looked a little odd on him. She appreciated it, nonetheless. She was surprised when he so formally asked what she needed of him, showing this with a quirk of her brow. "I'm sure you could," Fin replied wryly, a small smirk twitching across her muzzle in spite of the heaviness of her thoughts leading up to this meet-n-greet, "I don't really need anything at the moment though. Just thought I'd take a minute to get to know you a little. Since you're going to be fighting for my family, and all."

Fin paused to read his expression before continuing. "So, my goddaughter tells me you're something of a tactician?" she commented, leading him towards elaborating for her.