Heron Lake Plateau Breakaway

Fin smiled as Vasa turned and darted towards her, then proceeded to bounce about in typical happy puppy fashion. Raven's kids were getting older, but not yet old enough to love their childish energy and excitement. But that wasn't entirely surprising - her Wildlings hadn't lost theirs either and they were an entire year older than Raven's bunch. Oh hell, Fin was bridging seven years old herself and some days, she still felt that level of unbridled enthusiasm. It really knew no age, but that's besides the point - she loved it.

"Nope! Not up to a thing, fun or otherwise," Fin confessed, following Vasa with her nose as she bounced around, attempting to nudge and to sniff and impart other wolfish affection, but mostly just wagging her head back and forth as she tried to keep up, " I was hoping you were doing something fun and I could tag along."