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At Bronco's question, her forehead creased with thought. She was about to offer some vague sort of answer out of politeness, not wanting to say dunno- but Towhee filled the silence with a more accurate answer, Chanel supposed, talking about someone called Bat. The rosy girl stood awkwardly in quiet as the leader fumbled over the details, blinking at Bronco though her gaze occasionally shifted back to the woman. Once she was addressed again, her ears perked, and then flattened shamefully against her head. Um, She began, realizing how stupid she sounded she cleared her throat and tried again. I thought I would be a scout but it seems it wasn't right for me. I want to keep looking for something that su- She paused as Wraen appeared on the scene. Eep! This was a lot less intimate than her first joining, and the crowd, or at least the crowd she perceived it as, made her heart beat with some nervousness. She'd let them down with her dissapearance... would they be angry? Still, Wraen's gaze seemed kind enough, and she eased up, feeling more comfortable to speak again. Wraen! She exclaimed, wanting to stumble forward and apologize. Well, I got lost, and found Frosthawks, and I am back now! -If you'll have me. She hummed, realizing she was being a bit forward and dipping her head slightly with respect.