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@Osiris

Tabriëlle watched Osiris, her eyes locked on the Alpha’s every move. He was nodding, and that was- good? She nodded too. As if the simple act of nodding could somehow bond two strange wolves. As if to say, see I also nod.
 
Trying to hide a frown at the mention of her previous pack, Tabriëlle addressed Osiris as if he was already her Alpha, directly and removing all emotion from her answer. “Sir, I was born to the Beta pair of my previous pack and had many responsibilities. Several included strengthening the perimeter, greeting newcomers, and serving as a messenger and confidant between allied packs.” She was quiet for a moment before adding, “I can benefit this pack. I can benefit you. Permit me a job, and I will show you,” her voice was tired, but she did not beg. And for the first time in a while, she felt...stronger than before....louder and somehow pretty. 
 
She tilted her maw, wondering if she would be cast out again, or worse, accused of lying. Tabriëlle was exhausted and she needed to rest and recover-
 
Hopefully, she waited.