Redhawk Caldera Jack-o'-lantern

Siv wasn’t entirely sure she could empathize with the words from her leader. It wasn’t for a lack of compassion, but more so a lack of understanding of his situation. She was young, but she had enjoyed the ever-changing lifestyle of a lone wolf. The caldera was her first chance at being a part of something bigger, and better, in the long run. On top of this, she did not fully comprehend the idea of love. While it was something that made her happy – to know that Peregrine and Fox were madly in love – she had never really experienced such a thing in her lifetime. Her father had left her mother before Siv had even been born. Still, she hoped that one day she would be able to understand where Perry’s heart was. She hoped that she would not remain lost for the remainder of her days. The subject changed – something she was slightly grateful for – to the topic of trades. Now, Siv’s interest was piqued when the dark-furred male suggested being a Naturalist. The coywolf drew her ears towards him and frowned thoughtfully. “I don’t know much about trades, but the sky’s fascinating. I’d like to help the pack however I could,” she admitted to him with mild concern. “I know that I’m real good at fishing. I’m great at tracking wildlife too. I like to get to know new people and tell stories… but I don’t think there’s a trade that really fits all that, is there?” A sheepish smile flashed across her face and she glanced towards her paws. It certainly was a different life within a pack.