Great Bear Wilderness [m] forty-eight hours feels so much longer

Perhaps they needn't exchange real names at all. Maybe it was better this way. Starling asked if Fox Red had reported back (and whether or not it had been well-received), and she nodded with a sly grin. And yet she still couldn't shake the feeling that Peregrine had set them up. Would he lie about that, even after she'd given him all the details of the encounter? Maybe he wanted her to be intrigued, to think she had done it on her own. Fox still doubted her own capabilities in attracting and wooing wolves of the same sex. She considered spilling the beans right then and there, telling Starling all about her life, but she couldn't bring herself to do it.

Fox's tail flitted left to right, though she showed no signs of embarrassment or shyness toward the subject at hand. "The Alpha enjoyed the retelling," Fox replied, "which is why I am here again." Sure, it would have been rude for Fox to set up this second encounter only to not show up herself... but she had never been concerned with manners to begin with. "As I'm sure you picked up on, this isn't a regular occurrence for me. You're, well, an experiment." Was that rude? Perhaps.