Redhawk Caldera freedom & freedom

Sphyra had been growing fast. Where at first her eyesight had been blurry it had soon grown better and better. Her nose was good, too, possibly her sharpest tool, if not for her greedy usage of her teeth. Now that they lived at the rendezvous site the rest of the pack was welcome to help raise the pups, though so far Sphyrapicus hadn't seen much of a variation from her initial crew of caretakers in the form of Towhee, Reyes, Ruenna and Meerkat. There were others in the pack, but they didn't frequent as often as the aforementioned, and being at the early quickly developing age, Sphyra quickly forgot about those she hadn't seen for a week or more.

Today Sphyra had tried everything: napping — boooring! — pestering @Tierra or @Caracal — who were boooring too, for whatever reasons, be it they wanted a nap, weren't in a playful mood, or Sphyra herself was just done with playing with them because she knew their every move already — and even playing with whatever adults were available. Now she wanted something different. Something new.

She was ready to explore the world.

Not alone, of course. Sphyra grabbed her favourite bone — the one that, if anyone else played with it, they'd be in big trouble — and she started heading out from the rendezvous site towards... well, wherever. The opposite direction of the den, at least, because she knew that part of the world already so it would hardly be a challenge to discover that old place.