{j} perfectly reckless

Ypres looked at the other loner who dared bare his hooks In her direction. Despite her thoughts, she held her pose unfeigned by his action as if nothing happened. He was just as much a new joiner than she was... a smirk played across her mug as she heard the male speak.. so it was Norse he spoke. We'll, a hidden talent that most other never knew about her was that she spoke many languages but never revealed it. It was a trade learned by joining many packs..
Eyes raced upon Majesty who spoke at her for her to move along to the sidelines.. Figures.. She offered Majesty a smile despite feeling offended.


" Very well.. "

She dipped her mug and then she looked at the other male.


"Fyrirgef mik"


She spoke gingerly and only barely audible for the newer male to hear. She passed him with a gentle breeze not looking back but only grinning slyly to herself. It was exciting to hear another language. She kept her back at the two males as they conversed. She did feel bad for interrupting, but that was Ypres, she carried a terrible knack for timing on occasions like these..
She knew the Alpha wouldn't pay too much heed to her afterward now that she skipped in like she had.. ooops.. Maybe joining another pack would do, or maybe not.. She was feeling deeply offended.. Goodness, she was no mind reader! Smart, but not a mind reader...
She contemplated on taking her leave..