Silver Creek out for a paddle

It was not uncommon to find a male asserting his masculinity, especially at this time of year, and Shreya did think Heston was doing that to some extent. Not in a manner that she found obnoxious, but it was perhaps something in lieu of rank. I'm one of a small handful of males in these parts, and I like it. But she had faith that he'd keep his word about having a calm mind, and hoped that if he did feel the urge about which she was warned, Heston would respect that he didn't have breeding privileges.

Unless, of course, that urge was one shared by the Alpha herself.

Having given her advice to the young male, Shreya (still happily half-submerged in water) consented to a more traditional conversation. I'm related to a previous Alpha of this group, she confirmed. But not Spring. We actually come from the far northeast, across mountains and forests. We were nomads for a time. Has anyone told you that story?