A few months had passed and Ginger was nearly full grown. Since she'd left the pack six months ago, a wolf had joined her in her travels. He knew about her wings, since he was a Dark element himself, and Fire and Dark were the only forbidden elements to have wings, but instead of her feathered ones, Crow had bat ones. Ginger had recently started seeing the stubborn male in a different light, lately his antics just seemed to amuse her and make her happy. She couldn't understand the feeling. It was one she had felt before but this time it was different. Fire and Dark were seen as the 'leaders' of the forbidden elements, so maybe it had been fate that had brought them together. Crow was now sniffing the ground, and Ginger watched him smiling. Now she knew she was seeing him in different light because his antics had used to annoy her. She had been four months when she had left the pack, and Crow,at the same age as her, had joined her when she was five. When she had first met him, his personality fit her's perfectly, so maybe fate had had a hand in them meeting. Crow then headed off to hunt and Ginger felt as if she could breathe normally again. She might never know why this feeling felt so different, but she didn't care.

What emotion is Ginger expressing?