Hushed Willows Follow the Pale Moonlight

The conversation had turned back to business, it seemed. Celara was almost glad; she was unused to sharing such emotion with strangers. Now, the Seelie Court... She remembered that name. And ally of the Empire, once. 

"I do. I can hunt, and..." She stopped herself. She couldn't fight, not well, anymore. Those training sessions had proved that. "I am fast. I can guard the borders as well as any other wolf, and I hunt more than I eat." It wasn't a glowing assessment she gave of herself, but hopefully it would be enough to not be a drain on the pack's recourses. Despite her cowardice, Celara would not lie to a pack leader