Wheeling Gull Isle Cloud Watching

Her ears twitched at the noise emitted from the male and she jerked into a sitting position, falling over herself as she did so before righting herself. To some it may have been comical, watching her attempt to achieve an upright position. An anxious look crossed her as she saw the male. So far the creatures her seemed decent enough… yet she had still not developed enough trust of the members of this strange new pack that she had seemingly stumbled into.

“Y-yeah” she stuttered, forcing a grin at the male. It was clear that she was somewhat nervous around other creatures, having always been alone she had never quite developed the ability to have a discussion with others. And so after her stuttered answer she stared at @Rokig with her forced smile and stiff body language. Not quite she what she was supposed to do, perhaps he would give her an order or something? Thats what happened in her birth pack, males only approached females in order to tell them to do something. The thought clenched at her heart, was she truly ready to give up the freedom she had fought so hard to gain? Had living as a loner been that bad?