Silver Creek the kindness of strangers

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it had not been too long ago that amaranth had been praised for her skills, treated as royalty for her blood; yet here she was faced with a new life, and had to choose exactly what to present to the guard in order to achieve her goals. the goal of finding a home had been met with ease - although time would tell if amaranth's choice of jumping in with the first pack she encountered panned out - and now she merely had to reinvent herself. or not. it was a tough call.

i am an herbalist, a caretaker, a teller of stories - which sounded positive to amaranth, but could've been taken as a slight by anyone else. being a skilled charmer could potentially come back to bite her. as with any wolf, i can hunt. and i am adaptable. if there is any skill your family requires of me, i will happily oblige and do my best to meet their demands.

she sounded too good to be true, but what else could she say?

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