After speaking with her mother shortly after her first meeting with Wingu, Eeva had come to two conclusions. The first was that Mother was right. She did have a crush on the white-pelted male. How it had happened and so suddenly was beyond her, but she had a feeling that matters of the heart were like that. Taking you by surprise. Arriving when you least expected. But that was all fine and good. She didn't mind having a crush - except that she often found herself daydreaming and she couldn't quite get him out of her head. In any case, it was fine and it was something she could deal with now that she knew what it was.
The second thing she had decided was not to leap into anything. Mother had told her to go slow, to have fun teasing him. And that did sound like fun. So teasing was something also on her things to do, list.
So, after a week of daydreaming and thinking about him, she'd gone to fetch him and brought him home to stay for a little while. A couple of days at the most, probably. She didn't like keeping him away from home too long, just in case it made him unhappy, and even though she wasn't completely okay with him going home, she knew it'd have to be.
They lived in seperate Clans. Wolf and Shadow.
Besides, it's not like she could just sit and relax anyway. She had a Clan to provide for and new little siblings to play with and teach and take care of whilst her parents were out hunting or relaxing or whatever. Yes, she was a busy teen indeed.
Anyway, thinking of Wingu, where was he now, anyway? Had he snuck off or...maybe got himself lost? Eep, that would not be good. She was pretty sure his mum wouldn't be happy if she had to go and tell her she'd lost his son.
"Wingu? Wingu, are you here?" She pushed through the shrubland and lifted her head to scan the landscape.
Unknown to Eeva, a little shadow followed her, giggling quietly as it went.
