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The Alpha had a way of reassuring her, though she didn't think of this as a trait that was explicit to her—it just seemed to be the type of wolf he was. Diane nodded slowly, imagining herself howling in a pinch, and having a drove of pack companions fleeting to her back. The thought of that power was briefly intoxicating, and her mind turned to leadership, wondering if that felt even better than the mere prospect of fellowship and support. In the end, she couldn't see herself doing any successful leading...

Her nighttime companion pried deeper into her past, though remained on the relatively safe subject that dealt with her specifically and not where she was from or what had happened. Diane mused in fond silence at her former aspirations before deciding to answer. "I like pups, so I always thought I would have a family of my own—though honestly I would have been happy just to babysit," she was smiling without knowing it, gazing at the trail ahead of them, trotting just behind Tagg's shoulder. The expression felt familiar, welcome, and warm on her face.

"I also wanted to be a Provider," she added before divulging; "Which is basically a hunter who does extra runs for those unable to hunt for themselves, like the injured or elderly... but I was too small to be appointed." Her smile faded without her realizing it was gone again.