Stavanger Bay way back when

no leadership here .. just a tiny lil healer 

 

oh! oh my goodness! oh boy! oh dear! oh no!! 

dalia had been patrolling -- something that still often frightened her but that she understood was an important part of pack living. back home, no one expected portia's daughter to patrol. just to collect herbs and watch the pups. here, she felt more responsibility. responsibility to do more. and she felt like it helped her... to get over her fear of... everything and to be strong and independent. besides, she got to patrol with @Velen and/or @Saucy a lot, which was always a fun time. 

when she heard the call the blood rushed from her face, freezing her in her tracks. but, no! she would do this! she forced herself forwards, head high and tail raised to be level with her back. if someone else came she'd quickly submit to them, but to an outsider she needed to show that she was a force to be reckoned with. even if she... wasn't.

the man at the borders was a big guy. and super scarred up. dalia would be lying if she said he didn't frighten her a little bit. but that was besides the point, he looked amiable enough -- his posture, anyway. so she'd have to pretend like he didn't put her off. she shoved away any lingering thoughts of the incident. her tail waved once. "hi," she said with a flick of a dark tipped ear, "can i help you?"