four. five. seconds

Things had changed over the past few weeks, the rebellious wild child had been accepted into a pack. Maybe she turned out to be more domestic than her mind realized, or actually wanted to be. There was still a wild edge, a longing and curiosity and she had learned -- from her single trip to the Redhawk Caldera, that there was nothing to be fearful off. Topics that were once taboo could be openly discussed, even if not all agreed to this free and open approach to more private and intimate matters.

Spectra was curiously on the prowl, wanting to find out if Peregrine was there; what more could she learn from him, a few vulgar life lessons -- or to see if others were equally open-minded as well. It was mostly her inkling of curiosity that brought her to the borders. Regardless, she was curious but not overly stupid and Spectra exercised a lot of caution as well. The yearling remained within a safe distance of the pack boundaries and adopted a rather submissive and respectful pose; in case anyone wanted to bite her in the butt. She meant no harm.

But even with the risks involved of coming here, seizing the chance and opportunity; if there were more lessons to be learned it was probably worth it all along.