Sonora's head whipped around as Grayson answered her question in the affirmative. The thrill of anticipation had her tingling from head to foot, and she didn't even try to hide the wide grin that broke across her face. Gratitude had her wanting to rush across the room and hug him, but she settled for beaming at him until her cheeks hurt. There were conditions, of course, but that was fine, and she strongly approved of his warning to keep away from the little ones, should she encounter any.<br/><br/>With his permission to run, Sonora felt her wolf scratching impatiently under her skin, wanting out, wanting to feel the cool night air on her fur. Excitement pumped through her, and she nodded her agreement to every warning he gave her until she felt like one of those silly bobble-head toys. As much as she tried, she could not seem to contain herself, although his mention of non-predatory shifters distracted her for a moment. Blinking in surprise, she stared at Grayson, fully aware of the look on her face. "Wha--there are other types of shifters?" Well,<em>that</em>little tidbit of information wasn't going in her report. It was a non-issue anyway, if they were non-predatory. It made sense, in a way, that there would be more than one kind of shifter, and it made her extremely curious as to how many different kinds were actually out there.<br/><br/>"I understand," she nodded again, some of her excitement returning again as Grayson started to get ready to leave. "Stay between here and the river east of here, stay away from any cubs, and no hunting. Got it. Piece of cake." She felt as though she should say that he wouldn't regret it, or she wouldn't let him down, but...it was too soon for that, and if it ever came out what she was really doing here...well. Sonora was fairly certain that she would be the one regretting it, not him, because she would probably be dead. So instead, she just smiled and nodded again, saying, "I know you are. And...thank you, Grayson. You don't know how much this means to me."