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The alpha introduced himself as Quixote—an interesting name, but she liked it. Sapphira felt relieved somewhat to hear him say another medic just might be welcome. With a dip of her head, she said, I'm pleased to meet you, Quixote.

His next question, however, made her panic. What was one thing about her that'd guarantee her getting in? Oh god, was there a specific answer he was looking for? Her heart rate shot up again, and her legs felt weak, but she forced them to keep her standing. Think think think... what was her best strength? After a moment's thought, Sapphira willed herself to sound somewhat confident in her response as she answered, I am very dependable as both a medic and a member of my pack. Even in a new pack, I will give my all, and my skills will not disappoint. Did that sound good? Was it too much? Too serious? Well, she'd find out in a second.