Redhawk Caldera the full moon dips its golden spoon.

Fin was hoping that he wouldn't have heard her, so that maybe they could sidestep the whole awkwardness that was sure to come. In truth, it was an honest mistake, but as she had no desire to actually speak of the man who'd once captured her heart, she very much felt that she was better off avoiding it altogether. But, unfortunately, it turned out that the wolf was not deaf. He turned to her with curiosity etched upon his face and a question on his tongue. Quickly, her brain worked to try and cover up her faux pas.

"....is my name!" she barked out suddenly, "Fin is my name. ...What's yours?" A grin flashed upon her muzzle. That worked out, right? Totally normal way of introducing yourself to someone.