Lost Creek Hollow sicillian crest

So they started back towards the den.  It wasn't an exciting walk, hence her zoning out before.  Fair enough, many do.  Including herself, but she wasn't exactly the wandering type.  She'd only spent a short time on her own before finding a new pack -- well, compared to the grand scheme of things at least.

But he turned the question back to her.  Hm.  Well, with that broad of a scope, easy enough to answer.  I'm trained to fight.  To serve worthy leadership and protect my pack from whatever threatens it, doing whatever's necessary.  She idly wondered what he'd think of that.  From all she knew about Elysium, they weren't exactly big on that kind of thing -- hell they let all sorts of people into their territory in large numbers and without much watch over them.  Treason hadn't been particularly impressed by their security -- or lack thereof.  It'd be a hell of a lot of work to keep watch on them all, and well.. She'd been left alone at times, so...  Shrug.