Shadewood And We Meet Again

Laika was confused. Never in her life had she ever met a wolf who dispised battle. She'd met wolves who perfered talking and working to fighting, but would go to force if they had too. Maybe Mella was like that and Laika didn;t know, but the pale wolf was still surprised. Mella continued to tell Laika that she would be useless to the pack, but Laika shook her head. "Every wolf can contribute somehow Mella." She told her friend. "They help in their own unique way." She looked at her, her blue eyes deep and stern. She knew that Mella could help out the pack in her own way... if she tried.