Redhawk Caldera the full moon dips its golden spoon.

OOC: Wine wine wine wine

IC: As the two silver wolves dissolved into a fit of laughter yet again, Elwood flipped over onto his stomach and propped himself up on his elbows. He took a moment, with eyes closed, to try and catch his breath and stop laughing, but even as he did all of this, he noticed the subtle and brief pause and change in Finley's demeanor. She was still smiling, though there was a certain gritting of her teeth that expressed her discomfort no matter how hard she tried to hide it.

"You okay, Bear?" he asked, his brows knitting together with mild concern as he looked up at her. He certainly didn't want to be the wolf that caused the injured Beta to reopen her wounds; in fact, he had hoped that his silly antics would have had the opposite effect.