WC: 324 {3 points}
Sepirah listened carefully as the male began to describe the pack that he was forming. One for those in the artistic fields? The dark princess had to admit that she was never one for the arts. She was the kind of canine that was more likely to be called to arms. Deep down in her heart, she knew she was a warrior and she would fit better there, though considering it was a pack, perhaps there was a higher rank that would require those kind of skills. The pack itself sounded interesting and the wolf seemed pleased to see that the jackal was interested in his pack.
Sepirah heard the wolf change his tune and her feet flowed with them. The dark princess didn’t even know she could dance this well. Perhaps this movement would come in handy with her future ranks. She paused when Shawchert commented on her foot work and even offered her a spot among his ranks. The jackal couldn’t believe a wolf that she had just met would offer her a spot in his new pack. She closed her eyes and began to think over the idea. It seemed interesting, but this would mean leaving her family and Inferni. The dark princess didn’t know if she’d be able to do such a thing. Her head faced the tan and maroon wolf as her head lowered. ”Thank you for the offer Shawchert. Do you mind if I have some time to think about it?” Once the wolf answered, she took off into the unknown, back towards her home.
Sepirah’s mind was racing at the thought of leaving her old home and joining a new one. At the moment it seemed like a good idea. She wasn’t making many friends in Inferni and her grandmother had been god knows where. Her legs carried her all the way back to the Inferni borders before her mind slowed down to give it more thought.
