Dawnlark Plains Pacing time is no option

Reginae sighed, looking at her paws, then back up at the wolf she now knew was named Vallete, "Well I hope at some point, though I tend to mess up each time I really try. I guess I get too distracted from everything," then she remebered when she was attacked not long ago and how much she seemed to fail herself and others, "I have tried once, but it must have been the wrong fit, though I have another place in mind," her eyes slowly moving to look at the bite marks on her leg. Then looked back up, curling her tail around it.