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

Did she dislike kids? Not at all, actually. Hopefully she hadn't given Wildfire the idea that she was some sort of grumpy wolf who hated the company of pups. In fact, she enjoyed their bubbly energy and the optimism that they radiated. "Oh no, I just don't think I'd be the best at raising my own," she clarified. "I do well with pups, but being a mother isn't on the list for now." But who knew, maybe along the line, things would change. Doubtful, but possible.

She felt her heart rate become a bit faster when Wildfire mentioned calling the "commander" or in her words, her Heda. Did that mean she had passed something, and now was moving on to the final phase? She celebrated a silent victory in her mind, showing externally as a wide grin. All she could do now was wait for the commander and hope she didn't mess anything up.