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

Lucia thought back to her old pack, remembering it with disdain. It wasn't like the pack was terrible, but there were things there she didn't wish to relive. She decided telling Wildfire her whole backstory probably wasn't the best plan, so instead decided to go with the basics without revealing too much. Besides, she didn't know the woman well enough to do so.

"My pack was lead by my father and mother. My mother died while birthing my two brothers and I," she explained. "My brothers took to their skills immediately, but I wasn't quite as quick a learner as they were. My father wasn't too happy about that." Lucia wasn't exactly the favorite child in the family. "Eventually, we kept arguing and I, well, left," she admitted, hoping it all didn't sound ridiculous. "It just didn't feel like the right fit." She prayed she didn't sound unthankful -- having a pack was already a privilege to some.

"As for future plans, I plan on becoming a skilled fighter and healer, as well as form close bonds with my packmates if I happen to get in," she replied. Besides that, she couldn't really predict what was ahead for her.