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The chill in the autumn air was a warning to the cinnamon toned girl that the weather was destined to change soon. She knew of autumn and winter only from what she had been told by her parents. The sunshine girl loved to see the leaves changing color, the reds, oranges and golds that covered the deciduous trees and the ground around them. The dryer ones also made a fascinating crunching noise. It made it difficult for her to keep quiet like she so enjoyed, but she had grown to accept it. She loved to explore the outdoors, and the outdoors was covered in these dry leaves. Therefore, crunching around was inevitable.

Golden orbs searched the trees for birds, while her cinnamon ears searched for their songs on the wind. Parker was fascinated by the feathered creatures. They came in so many colors, had unique and often beautiful voices, and they could fly! There was lots to love about them. However, her ears did not find the sounds of birds but a rather unnatural sound. It sounded like a roar, yet was far too high pitched. Whatever it was, she hoped it wasn't dangerous. Her nose informed her of a definitive luperci scent in the area. Perhaps this individual was the source of the strange noise. The cinnamon sugar girl's curiosity couldn't be helped, and in no time she had altered course to investigate. The scent led her to a young male. She knew this other pup! Not personally, mind you, in fact she only knew of him because she knew his mother was second in command of Crimson Dreams. Alder was his name. She remembered when mama had told her when Anu had given birth. He was younger than she was, but not much smaller. Golden orbs watched his mannerisms, very different from the standard luperci. He seemed to be mimicking something. A cat perhaps? She had seen one once, in passing, but the creature had bolted at the first sight of her. Was he the source of the weird roaring noise?

Delicate pads carried her into the clearing where the young male played, only choosing to announce herself when she was close enough for him to hear her. Oddly enough, despite her lack of speaking experience she was as fluent as most adults in her use of both her father's English and her mother's Italian tongue. However, she kept her words quiet. "E-excuse me?" her announcement was very timid, and quiet, but still audible. "I don't mean to intrude. I was just was wondering what you were doing?" Her inquiry was polite and proper, as her mother had taught her. Hopefully he would be willing to explain.

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