Dawnlark Plains Pacing time is no option

Valette was always keeping an eye on her surroundings. The girl looked around and realized she had been here before. She recognized a shape in the distance she had seen when she had been crying out unable to find Reek. She turned her head a bit in thought when the other asked her a question. She snapped out of it. "Oh Excuse me. I think I recognize these lands after all!," she spoke.

The girl then focussed on the other's question. "What would be worth it? Joining a pack? Having a trade? Being a scout?," she questioned. She could answer all of them, because the answers could be somewhat the same. It would be worth it, at least for her. "Wolves are social creatures, I have been a lone wolf for a long time but being in a pack is better in my eyes. You have friends, and some even turn in family. With a trade you show what your good at and you can help your pack, which is filled with friends. Being a scout is for every rewarding until now."