Revon was trying to pay attention—she really was. She did not want the other Aurora members, or her parents, to think she did not care about the pack or its future. She did, she really did, but it was just a bunch of adult mumbo-jumbo that she didn’t really understand. Something about travelling and keeping her parents in the know if they were going to be gone longer than two days. It made sense. Revon wouldn’t be able to slip away for that long—not without her parents hot on her heels. She would have to wait until she was older. When she finally grew into her lanky legs and chubby paws.
Her nose twitched as her fiery gaze remained fixated on her scarlet mother. She spoke of the goats her father had mentioned, causing the young Archer’s head to fall to the side. The idea of a challenge caused her paws to twitch excitedly. The girl had managed to get her paws on some smaller game, but the idea of chasing something larger over the mountain slopes… she couldn’t wait! However, she kept her excitement at bay as she continued to listen to her mother patiently, her fiery gaze only wavering when her father chimed in, mentioning the goats once more. She liked hearing her father’s fractured voice; it was oddly comforting.
Her mother mentioned roles, causing her gaze to shift once more. The dark-eyed agouti had mentioned roles to the scarlet Archer before. Something about pursuing a scouting role when she was older. It wasn’t a bad idea, but she wasn’t thinking about that yet. She just wanted to keep exploring and learning how to hunt. She still had half a year to decide.