Blackfeather Woods In The Truly Gruesome Do We Trust

Damn, you are good. Another thread, later?

 
Well, that was a complete fail, she thought. She had to do what her mother always told her to remember, improvise. She dipped her head down as in an apology, then she said, her voice a little softer, "Fair enough, you are correct, talking will get me nowhere. You want something physical to prove my worth." 
 As she spoke, her mind was wondering what she should bring. To admit defeat is good, but to try again is even better. "I believe I am not accepted today, and I would not like to waste your time any longer, as you have a pack to tend to, so I will leave now, goodbye." 
 She didn't leave yet, instead, she waited for his response.