Gyrfalcon's Keep Flying High

Fin noticed him tense as she invaded his bubble, but ignored it as he was quick to relax and reciprocate with curious sniffles of his own. So he was just here to admire the view too, huh? Briefly, she wondered if that was a young wolf thing or a Stavangar Bay thing for Charon had also paused to admire the sights. She smiled at the boy's comments about Small Pox being like his little brother, thinking fondly of her own younger siblings whom she'd left when they were still small.

Her eyes widened when he correctly named Peregrine as her alpha. No one had ever guessed so quickly before, which had never struck her as odd. The alpha was such a homebody, it was really quite surprising just to hear that he actually knew wolves from packs other than the Plateau or the Caldera. "Yeah, I am," she admitted with a smile, "I'm his beta, Finley. You know Peregrine?"