Sleeping Dragon It's top shelf, man. It's top shelf.

Lucia grimaced, something seemed a bit off. It was probably because she forgot to introduce herself, but it was too late now. She could only hope that she didn't seem pushy or annoying. The girl waited out the awkward silence, seeing who would speak first. If she was wise, she'd let the stranger to speak first; she had a feeling that she might mess up again.

Thankfully, the stranger spoke first. It seemed to be starting off rocky for her, but overthinking things would only lessen her chances of joining the ranks of this pack. "I was wandering around the northernmost area of the wilds in search of a pack to join," she said, wondering if her cutting to the chase had made her seem more interested in the pack. Truth be told, she didn't know much about the pack at all.

"I don't know much, honestly," she laughed awkwardly, then added, "My name is Lucia, nice to meet you. Sorry for cutting to the chase without a proper introduction."