Redhawk Caldera i've seen this one before.

Fin and I have no patience @Elwood <3 LOL GOOD LUCK

It was quite possibly the most difficult thing she had ever done in her life, deciding to return to the Caldera. In truth, she actually had little choice in the matter at all. She was not the young, carefree wolf she'd been years ago (..more like year, really). She had responsibilities now, and loyalties that she was not about to break. Certainly not on behalf of some piece of trash man. Her time away had done much to clear her head of the overwhelming sorrow. She'd had her breakdown, and with Finn's help had eventually pulled all of the pieces back together and locked them tightly back up in her heart. And with that, there was nothing else to do but to go home, no matter what it cost her.

It was with a hardened heart that Finley crossed back into the pack's threshold. She fully anticipated that it was likely the horndog himself that she'd run into first - it always was. The thought that she used to find that cute left a bitter taste in her mouth. She hadn't completely decided what she would do when the inevitable happened. After all, what right did she have to be angry with him? He didn't really belong to her. He was free to boink whoever he wanted. What did she care anyway?

It suddenly occurred to her that she was growling while she walked. She knocked that off the moment she realized and shook her coat to free it from frost. She needed to collect herself, so she dropped onto her haunches to catch her breath. It wasn't her intention to remain where she was for too long. Being idle gave her mind too much freedom to wander to places she didn't want it to go.