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Ha! She caught one! Fin's tail began to wag quickly as it appeared she was actually going to get formally introduced this time to one of the new family recruits. But then, Niamh appeared and went full-on grumpy mom-mode--a look Fin recognized very well. Not from herself, of course--she was a damn angel. But she was getting some real feelings of nostalgia as the exchange reminded her of her own mother. Only difference was Eithne had been a veritable tank, whereas Niamh was just hostile. 

Either way, it all made her smile. "Don't sweat it, Legs. What you have on your paws right there is a Blackthorn. And my best advice for these creatures is to let them run wild with the crazy now and just pray they'll use it all up before they're big enough to do some real damage," Fin advised her as she slid into a play bow, preparing to meet her nephew properly.