One would think with her vast knowledge of creatures and plants she would have the sense to know that any number of things could be inside the shack. It was her curiosity and impulsiveness that always won whenever it came to investigating some place new. She had learned about constant vigilance though and the need to always be prepared for anything.

"But a book won't tell us what's truly inside, Drew," Rylee gently argued. A book wasn't about to drop down out of the sky, land at their feet and tell them preciously what was happening in that shack right this very moment. Did he see her point now? She HAD to find out what was going on.

See, he had just admitted to being curious too. Rylee let out a sigh. "Then what's the problem?" Was he really that afraid to go inside? He was. She knew he was but she also knew that little by little he was getting used to her way of thinking and the things she considered fun. "It could be a cat or something for all we know..." A very large cat that was strong enough to knock things over which resulted in the crash they had previously heard.

If Drew wanted to leave she would understand. If he wanted her to leave with him... well he might end up having to pull her away. Or bribe her somehow. A bribe might work. Maybe.