Lake Rodney strung in my web

It was a productive day for the aspiring alpha. Cinar was ready to jump into pack life with all four paws. 

She offered a parting nod and smile to Killdeer, who seemed eager to escort his new recruit up to the Caldera. Alivia couldn't fault either of them for leaving her behind; it was an exciting time for both of them. The start of something great, to be sure. She had to admit, she was a little disappointed to see her new friend scooped up so quickly though, when they had barely had a chance to speak. 

It was one more reason for her to return, she supposed. 

"You will," she reassured Cinar that they would, in fact, see each other again soon. She watched them walk off together, taking a moment to admire the two different versions of tall, dark and handsome: the lithe and athletic rear end on the left, and the rippling and muscular rear end on the right. 

Feeling a bit wistful, she finally dropped her gaze and went on her own way.