Redhawk Caldera three little piggies

Fern nodded along with what Colt was saying, doing her best to keep herself serious-faced rather than reacting with disgust upon hearing that yes, Finley had indeed had her children. On one hand - great! She was healthy and the babies were healthy. On the other, ew, sister spawn. Being told that it was still early in their life (and at least early enough that the parents still stuck with them most hours) alleviated some of her mental anguish regarding the topic. She had left mom and dad behind because of all the babies; finding more wasn't ideal.

The strange part was when Colt admitted to the pack being led by someone other than Finley. That didn't.. Make sense. Finley was the matriarch of this whole place, wasn't she? The Alpha? The one with breeding rights? The one that had somehow gotten the strongest man around to bone her and make the next generation (strong, better, faster, etc)? Colt was howling for someone and Fern just kind of.. Awkwardly watched him. Then when he stopped to comment something, cutting his call short, she gawked at him.

The hell? Who are we calling? Just take me to my sister.