Phoenix Maplewood a lesson in love

Grace smiled, tail wagging behind her. It was nice to know that some wolves did it for sheer pleasure or bonding, even if she couldnt understand how same-gender couples would do such things. It wasn't just a primal thing that she wouldnt like, that had one purpose only. The idea seemed a little appealing to her now, but she was still unsure about letting a male atop her. All her life that had meant pain, anger, and fear: not something she was likely to visit willingly. She decided to leave it at that, finding no more questions in her mind for the old female. At a growl of her stomach, she could not help but look over at the duck. Glancing around, slightly worried that she would be seen as rude (despite Shreya assuring her it wasnt), she took a chance. These were her packmates, surely they wouldn't harm her. She plucked out the feathers clump by clump, as Hope had taught her to do, but she realized she didnt yet have a permanent den to soften her nest with the smooth feathers. Instead she let the wind take them, tearing slowly and quietly into the bird while keeping her golden eyes darting in interest between Shreya and Esaro. Perhaps they wouldn't notice, and the three way conversation would continue as if she hadnt moved. Or, on another hand, maybe one would get upset for her interruption.