Once again she was settling in. A process she hated with a passion. It was why she had been a loner for so long. She didn’t do... the getting to know you... phase. Not unless it would offer her a fun and mischievous (or lethal) time.
Yet here she was. Not that she saw many, at some point or another she has been introduced to many of the pack. She had a skill for remembering details, easily remembering the names, faces, and scents of her new ‘packmates’. She did however, refuse to walk on eggshells. She wasn’t a naive yearling anymore, she knew where she stood at least on a personal note. And she was an unforgiving woman.
Padma wandered, nose stuck to the ground, eyes shining in the dim light. She had yet to meet the medic of the pack, not that she was particularly fond of healing, but she could use some information. Like the best place to find herbs. For now, she picked and prodded her way slowly through the Strath searching for whatever she could find.
"it is if everyone dies alone."
"Does that scare you?"
"i don't want to be alone."
"Does that scare you?"
"i don't want to be alone."
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