Sun Mote Copse The weather’s nice, so I called you

Finally the moment she had dreamed of- she was part of a pack. It was the first step to proving she could be a successful individual without the help- or control- of her family. She wanted to just leap with joy, but of course she wouldn't. "Thank you so much." Chanel responded, trying to keep her tone civilized, trying not to show her bubbling excitement. The yearling stepped with a neat pace behind Wraen as she was lead.

Wraen began to explain the names and positions of different members of the pack, and though Chanel listened intently, she knew that the wealth of information would be gone from her mind by the next day. She also mentioned that everyone was related, which made Chanel realize she may end up as quite the outlier within the community. She couldn't help but wonder how kindly she'd be welcomed into a familial pack like this- but she tried not to worry about it and shooed the thought away. Oh, and a girl band? Yesss. She was glad there were a lot of girls here; hopefully it would be easy for her to make friends. These months of loneliness while traveling weren't good for her, she felt that she needed some girl time and gossip to ease her soul. Chanel wondered if the girls here had personalities that matched hers well- or if they were more of the strong and silent warrior type. She would just have to find out over the next few weeks, she supposed. She took a moment to gather her thoughts after Wraen finished, before speaking up: "Miss Wraen. I really appreciate all the information! It sounds absolutely lovely here." Of Course Chanel had exaggerated a bit, as Wraen had mentioned the hardships the pack was going through. But she wasn't going to comment on that, and it did sound admittedly nice.