Wapun Meadow Sweet Melody

The man, Frederick, asked a question that she herself was unsure she knew the answer to. "I'm trying to acclimate myself, I suppose." She said, pausing momentarily. "This is my first time joining a pack - I feel I should become less fearful."

Yes, that felt right. It was a relaxing walk, of course, but she still felt a looming sense of dread. A need to look over her shoulder. Though sitting here talking like this she found the feeling to be much less prevalent.

Milan had never understood why she grew so nervous when stepping outside of the comfort of her den - it was not something influenced. The fear had grown over time on it's own.

"And you?"