Whitefish River level up

Syrma was barely awake, but that wouldn't stop Spica from throwing her endless enthusiasm onto her sister. Now that she'd made up her mind, Spica literally could not wait to get going. Her sister was the more practical of the pair of them and actually considered where they'd go. Spica had not even got that far. She figured they'd just start walking and let their paws lead them wherever. It didn't matter, because they'd be free! The less plans the better!

But she didn't oppose going to a faerie pack because that sounded really cool. And if they didn't find it then surely they'd find some other thing. Faerie pack?! she said, sounding super excited. Then, with a grin: You son of a bitch, I'm in. Her tail waved as she bounced around Syrma until she got up, resisting the urge to tug her ear playfully to try and get her up. There was only one unfortunate thing they needed to do first, which was telling their mother, but she wasn't about to let that ruin her mood.