Redhawk Caldera winter's first flame

A wave of relief washed over Charlotte as Finley explained that she'd been accepted. It seemed urgent, as though joining had been much easier than she'd peviously thought, but she wasn't going to complain about getting her way. Thank you, she whispered, I'm going to pull my weight, I swear. Then the question came up abour her mobility, to which she laughed lightly and shook her head. I can walk. Besides, she didn't want to make the wrong first impression on her pack mates, and pretending to be crippled didn't seem like the best move.