guns for hands

Pretty :D

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Being accepted into a new pack felt like a milestone, suddenly she was one of the responsible adults (as if!) with all these serious duties and tasks to complete (right). It was her butt on the line, together with that of the entire pack, if there wasn't enough food on the table. She didn't know many of the new faces but she hated being the newbie in town simply because it was partly uncomfortable. Luckily she could hide behind her youthful mask and rascal-like comments.

But before she was on her way scooting off to some dude named Ragnar, the yearling was sidetracked while following a scent of a friend she did knew. The one who probably almost called her shark food frenzy as she was afraid to dive in. "Sup, Sop?" Spectra said with a gleeful smile upon her face, happy to discover her adventurous friend was also part of a pack.