Redhawk Caldera trust issues

Fox's idea sounded decent to begin with, but as the wolves each took their turns, Dove found herself growing more and more withdrawn from things. Elwood spoke up first - and then Grimm cut in, that rude girl who had been one of the first to greet Dove weeks ago - and from there, things kind of went downhill. With each new individual talking, Dove was eagerly awaiting someone to address her; it wasn't a narcissistic desire, nor a selfish one. That's what she believed anyway. All the girl wanted was some good cheer thrown in her direction, some validation, but.. As the conversation betwixt these strangers continued, Dove realized that she had done some serious harm to her chances.

Inevitably she found her attention drifting from the commotion of the gathering. Her gaze traveled to one of the few wolves she recognized, one of the few who had made her feel good - and her gaze lingered briefly upon Jaws. But as soon as she caught his eye, she was looking away again. Nervous. Feeling very out-of-place with all the hubbub around her. Back home Dove had been the center of attention, the girl that all the boys wanted; but here, Elwood had Finley, Peregrine had Fox, Somnia - in her own way - had a connection to the Beta male. All Dove had was... Herself. And maybe, though she was too confused to think it, maybe she had Jaws.

And then, as she returned her attention to the last wolf to speak - Finley, who she had previously mistaken as Elwoods sibling, oh god - she noticed the tension between her and Grimm. But Dove was oblivious to their previous indiscretions - and chose to speak up next. In part to make everyone redirect their animosity, and in part because she wanted to feel the thrill of being the belle of the ball. Alright, my turn.

I don't know any of you, so I don't know what to say, or to whom I should say it. That was a pretty bad start, but there was a point to this. And... I know I've been a huge bitch to a lot of you. Either to your face or behind it, Again, not the best thing to bring up right now; but if Dove was one thing, she was honest. In need of a filter sometimes... But honest. For a moment the girl's words died down, and she perused the gathering - looking from one wolf to the next, trying to decide on who to talk about, or to. Once again, as her gray eyes caught the silhouette of Jaws, they hurried to the next face.

Landing eventually upon Fox.

Fox. I... I am very happy to have found you again. It means a lot that you accepted me in to your pack, and I know... I have had a hard time adjusting. Understatement much. But I promise to do better. Just like I promise to be here when your little ones come. While she didn't look away from Fox, there was a slight change in her tone as if to remind people of that important promise; Peregrine specifically, since he was so adamant in believing the worst about her. But without missing a beat, she continued. I wish you good health. To you and your family - all of them. With that said, Dove reprieved herself of the stage; she stepped back and sat down, crossing her paws in her usual manner, but still looking a bit piquant.