Bitterroot Valley mary, mary, quite contrary

Sorry for the delay, love. <3

Ever since she had been taught about the dangers of going beyond the border, Freyja had paid special mind to the borders. Instead of wandering aimlessly, as she had the one time she had stepped beyond the protection of her home, she kept her wits about her and made she that she did not zone out. After all, if she wanted to leave she had learned that she would need the aid of one of the pack’s Gonas to protect her.

With all of this in mind Freyja flirted with the border, tiptoeing alongside as she longingly looked beyond. She loved her home, there was not denying that, but she also wondered what it really was like out there. Her time outside had been brief, but it was thrilling nevertheless.

As she skirted the borders with the geysers behind her and the wandered. As another came into view and she paused as her eyes fell upon him. Though he was a distance off she could tell that they could hear if she called, so she did just that: “Hey! What are you doing?”