Redhawk Caldera Nobody puts baby in a corner

Tiger had been immersing herself in the pack territory, steering clear from everyone when her time had come. But after her heat had passed and she was quite certain she'd not be a nuisance to anyone, and jeopardize her future here, Tiger moved to find something more productive to do than lurk and explore plants and their uses. Given Spring was here and the snow had melted, discovering herbs was easy enough for the striped Blackthorn. Tiger wasn't much of a medic, but she was a decent quartermaster. At least she could identify life-threatening from the safe to ingest plants.

The pale, pretty sylph moved and heard a hollering in the distance. Curious, Tiger moved to investigate it. It sounded more excited than fearful, but one could never be sure. Her pace quickened and Tiger was upon the scene in no time, watching the sprinting Wildfire and trotting toward her father. She preparing for field day? she quips, watching the blur move at a pretty impressive speed for one her age.