Lake Rodney strung in my web

It sounded like Cinar was all ready to join up. Alivia had to admit, the picture that Killdeer painted looked pretty great. It reminded Alivia very much of the old Redhawk Caldera pack that her mom had described. 

Remembering her mom also reminded Alivia that she had a mission to complete before she could settle down again. 

Alivia tilted her head as she listened to Killdeer rattle off his areas of expertise. She noticed that leadership was conspicuously missing from Killdeer's list. They would have to make up their own minds about that one, she supposed.

What if I'm not good at anything? Is there still a place for me?   

Alivia pushed the negative thought away with a slight shake of her head, and she plastered on her usual charming smile. "If talking to others is considered a skill, I'd probably fit in. But.." Her face fell slightly. "..I have some unfinished business to take care of before I can commit." 

Her eyes flicked to Cinar, wondering if he would join immediately. It certainly would make the pack more appealing, knowing that there was not one, but two good-looking men awaiting her return to the Caldera.