As Ginger awoke that morning a thought crossed her mind. What if my siblings, had seen through my sheepishness? Her fur burst into flames again as frustration filled her mind. Why hadn't she realised sooner? She felt so dumb. Crow always had seemed to care for her in a platonic way. "What's cooking, Hotstuff?" Ginger despised this nickname that Crow had given her. It had just seemed to sprout out of nowhere, and she had no idea why Crow would've given her a nickname like that. "Oh, nothing cooking, I just realised something, that I was so dumb not to notice before." Crow joined her in the den. "What is it?" Realizing she was treading on dangerous territory she just simply replied,"I can't tell you, it would be too... Much for you." Ginger knew Crow had family issues, and the topic of love was a delicate matter with him. Crow stopped talking and he gazed at her deeply. Ginger didn't react instead she left the den and raced into forest. Ginger knew that she did in fact have feelings for Crow. She'd found out yesterday. Ginger raced to a cliff and speaking the words in her mind, her wings appeared at her side.  She unfolded them and flew into forest. After awhile it started to get dark, and she was lost. Her stomach growled loudly. And she clutched her stomach. Shut up, we'll find our way out of here. Almost at once she heard a voice, a deep gruff voice. "A little lost?" Then she heard the faint beat of wings and she turned around, there was Crow a look of sheer interrogation. Ginger flushed with embarrassment. "I.....well...." Crow smiled, Ginger had never seen him smile. Maybe behind Crow's hard exterior there was gold. "Understandable," Crow said in a tone that was a stark contrast to his personality. "You never been in this part of this forest." Ginger was surprised. "Why haven't I?" Crow's tone dropped. "The Pack of Falling Snow and Smoldering Lava don't really get along well. It's quite sad actually." Ginger was shocked by this development. "You are from the pack of Smoldering Lava? I look up to them, they are strong, and... And...." Crow flushed with embarrassment. "Yeah... Well... I always thought the Falling Snow pack were a bunch of softies, but you've taught me otherwise." Ginger stepped back surprised by the compliment.