Blackfeather Woods Seeking Family In Ruin.

What the fuck. Everything seemed to turn bat shit crazy as the girl went on and on, finally, reciting some poem that she probably just made up on the spot. Well, they didn't need another nut. "Yeah, a poem? Not good enough," It was simple, she had no concrete evidence that she was in any way useful besides having an affinity for poetry and a rude attitude. "You should try the next pack down, Moonlit Hills. They're excellent at talking shit and having no use whatsoever. They also have a poetry club, you'd fit right in," She smiled, faux of course. It might have been rude, she didn't care. She just wanted the crazy off her grass before she set in on fire. "Bye now!" She cheered, waiting for the girl to escort herself out. She was quite proud of herself, her acting skills were phenomenal, as far as she could tell.

She wondered if Burke often had to deal with odd bods and the like so often as she did, even when he had no Beta. Running a pack was hard, she found, even as the job was supposed to get easier. No luck apparently. Just a girl who's main reason for coming near them was to chase a voice in her head. Like that would serve them well.

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