Stone Circle Low on self-esteem, so you run on gasoline.

The grey-scaled wolf was happy gain the oppertunity to see more of the territory. Perhaps Brynn would be able to show her some places she had yet to discover. New territory was always exciting, so many secrets to discover. Her thoughts started to drift to all the sights she had seen on her way to Easthollow. As if on autopilot, Ira pushed herself up against a tree when Brynn asked another question snapping her back to the present. Ah-- It's ok. In my old pack my role was more centered on combat. I'm afraid my hunting skills are a bit rusty aside from small game. After remarking the tree she would trot back over to her packmate, ears swiveling. Do you?