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<3 Arlette is just naturally pleasant to be around 24/7

For the first time in a long time, Zsuzsa felt like she was enough in who she was and what she did. All she could do was offer a generous smile in return with a wag of her tail. Even if their leaders may have not been around to notice all the efforts and hard work, it felt great to gain recognition from other pack members alike.
 
Arlette was right with the welcoming part. For those Zsuzsa had met, there had been comradery shared amongst each other to help each other in their goals, no matter how tedious or minimal. ”I feel at times we are misunderstood by the rest of the Wilds. But I can’t imagine being with any other pack during the rough times.” It was no secret the Saints were well-known, and some for the wrong reasons. Zsuzsa didn’t entirely understand some of the stigma surrounding them yet.
 
Speaking of experimenting with mental and physical trauma, it seems like Arlette could certainly be a master in such. ”I think you’ve got a good group here to test your hypotheses out on.” She smirked, knowing each Saints had a little touch of insanity to each of them.