Firefly Glen time well met,

She drew in a breath, and released it slowly. She wondered sometimes if she had been brainwashed to believe that the wolves of Redtail Rise considered her to be valuable, to be family. Being outcast had rattled her; all the love she had had for her former leader had been stripped down. She missed what Avicus had been to her when she had been young- but also wished that she had seen through the woman’s concern and pride earlier.

I’m tryin’. She said. It was the best she could do. Currently, it seemed to be paying off- though the pack had dwindled down to only its core members, they seemed to have gathered three more in a short period of time. 

Leading a pack was a game of patience. 

What kinda roleth do you thee yourthelveth wantin’? She asked. We all kind of pitch in, in all wayth right now- but onthe we get more memberth, we like to have folkth focuth on a trade, or a thpecialty. Patrolling, hunting, medithine, childcare, et thetera, She explained. She was curious to find where their interests fell.