Sun Mote Copse trucks don't wreck themselves

Fin decided to respond to her brother with an intense eyeroll that landed her are you kidding me gaze on Elwood. A smirk broke across her muzzle after only a moment and she prodded his shoulder with her nose before looking back at Colt as he posed his next question. She shrugged while Elwood answered, then nodded at the etcetera part. She was definitely not the creative one when it came to anything other than how to fuck shit up. Making up ranks was definitely not her thing. She was actually starting to think napping might be her thing, but she would sit quietly until Colt didn't need her anymore. Or until he bored her too much. Whichever came first.