Heron Lake Plateau Who do you love?

Niamh was somewhat impressed when the female declared her independance of Tegan, and that she didn't need someone to vouch for her. It was always better to have some link to the pack, for sure- but she seemed to believe that she was good enough to get in without using a friend as a crutch. That was actually kind of nice to hear, and Niamh kept that in mind, and gave the female a thoughtful nod in response. 

Tegan, though, got a concerned expression from Niamh. Not a broad, eh? -Then why are you calling her Easy?- She signed, and refused to believe that Tegan had good Christian reasons for anyone or anything. That whole concept was laughable. He ceded, though, but proceded to put forth the idea that Niamh should challenge Blackbear to a fight- something she had no interest in. She wasn't about to fight a stranger- one she didn't know and didn't trust. Even if Blackbear agreed verbally to a blood-free spar, Niamh couldn't trust she'd stick to her word, so she shook her head. "Where are you from?" She asked, then. "What's your past pack experience, past ranks and roles?" That's right- Niamh was going to go all job interview on this whole thing, as it seemed the best way to suss things out.