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No one offered clarification for Fin, and that just made it harder for her to keep the panic at bay. Her eyes narrowed at Clover as she began to shout at her brother. Her hackles rose in aggravation, but she was rooted by her son's staggering, withered, broken visage as he pulled himself up for her. But Clover was screaming, and soon enough, she saw Tegan rise to the challenge. It would've been impressive. She'd always appreciated the fact that their particular litter had inherited so much of her foul-mouthed, no holds barred ways. But there was a time and a place, and this was not it. Maybe if they'd clued her in on what was happening first, but they hadn't, and Fin felt her own tolerance for the wildness she'd always appreciated in her kids snap like a brittle twig beneath a boulder.

Finley looked briefly at Towhee, giving Tegan and Clover a few seconds worth of scuffling before she looked back and took action. In a matter of about five seconds, she had flipped her switch from anxious, but stoic to full on bristled, snarling, and towering. She threw herself into her children like a battering ram, inserting herself in a small window of space that had opened between them and shoving her shoulders first to the left and then the right to bodily separate them and - hopefully - knock them both on their damn fool asses. She had for months ascertained that she was crippled from her injury - that she just couldn't move like she used to, she couldn't hunt, she couldn't defend her rank, she couldn't lead, she couldn't guard, blah blah blah. But when things needed doing, Finley Blackthorn was apparently going to damn well do them, injured or not.

"That is ENOUGH," Fin snarled, snapping at Clover's muzzle before turning her head back to bare her teeth at Tegan, "Tell me what happened, now. Who have you been looking for?" She shot another glare at Clover before looking again at her son expectantly. She realized belatedly that she was shaking from that awful, sinking feeling in her gut that told her something devastating had happened. Her kids would likely think it was from rage though, so she didn't try to stop herself. Not that she could've done so anyway.