Redhawk Caldera we climbed up to the top in worn out shoes

Sasha took note of the Alpha's approving look, but did not allow herself to be at ease. Her eyes shifted as he asked the question that was most likely the deciding factor of admittance. What were her strengths? She had never thought much about it. Sasha considered herself a caring soul, but how would she put that quality to use? Would she simply say to the wolf before her "I am nice"? No, that sounded ridiculous. However, she didn't want to keep the Alpha waiting as she dealed with her own inner turmoil.

"I help others..." Sasha racked her brain for better words. "I would offer my services of counseling," there it was, the word she was looking for. Sasha had always wanted to help others back at home, and wanted to do no less for her potential pack. 

"I can fight, I am...OK at it," She added, admitting that though she was able to defend herself, she wasn't the most skilled and needed some work. She had trained when living in the north, but it had been a while. Sasha decided she had said enough,pausing to indicate she was finished.