Wheeling Gull Isle mitexi

She had not known whether to respond to the call or not, she seemed to have been thrown into a situation that she had not quite expected. On some levels she was becoming more and more comfortable with the idea of staying here. On the other hand she feared the loss of her own independence. Memories of a life before her self-induced loner status were ones where she had no freedom of her own. Her ears twitched, perhaps this time would be different.

She stood up and made her way towards the call, awkwardly making her appearance and forcing a smile. It had been so long since she had been in such a crowd, as much as she wanted to be there she felt somewhat uncomfortable by the amount of wolves here. She stood silently and awkwardly off to a corner, smiling and watching the going-ons.