You peek into the Wild Explorers tent, seeing Peck drawing something on the whiteboard. A breeze passes through, making her turn and look at you. Her soft magenta eyes warm your heart like a fireplace. Blushing madly, you look away. "Heya, [Y/N]! Is something wrong?" She asks. You turn to face her once more, and build up the courage to speak. "N-nope, Miss Peck! Sorry to bother you!" You smile nervously. "Oh, it's fine! You can just call me Peck, by the way." She says. You nod, straightening your posture. The sound of people running though Coral Canyons gets louder, and you soon realize a crowd of people are surrounding Peck. You sigh and walk away. (Peck, Animal Jam, and all locations belong to Wild Works and National Geographic! I only own the story and its writing.)Creative Commons (CC) Attribution
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