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Nanou had spent the past few days lingering along the outskirts of the creek. Interacting with none, bringing back the occasional rabbit or fish and disappearing into the bracken once more.

Still, she’d been watching. Watching and listening to the amicable chatter, the friendly taunts and jabs and idle conversations that painted a picture of camaraderie long established. 

A pack of assholes- as Akavir so delicately put it. I could show you some true assholes—though, perhaps she just hadn't been paying attention to the right ones. 

How… strange. Foreign. At home, there was few instances of such things. Perhaps among commanders, but not among their warrios. She found little of that same competition here. Though, she’d expected that much, she was not naive enough to think every pack operated the same, but the change remained jarring enough to warrant a slow, wary introduction. 

 She couldn’t help but feel like aprendiza—trainee, daunted by the task once more. 

She perked up slightly, rising to tall, slim black limbs and looking toward the pearly she-wolf who was making her way over.