Social outcast

Being a recluse had become something of a habit for the woman, something she knew well enough she needed to break. Desponia had kept herself away from the others as much as possible because of her position, but if she was going to get to be a full-fledged member she needed to at least keep up the appearance of someone who wasn't suspicious that it could be taken away at any moment. But well the problem with hardly knowing anyone meant that she didn't know how to even begin. Like where did others even gather here?

She could track others by the scent of course but she didn't really have anyone, in particular, she wanted to seek out, the only scents she knew by name were her sister and niece and she certainly didn't want to chat with either of them. Okay so that wasn't wholly true, she'd met Ricin as well but she wasn't totally sure how comfortable she felt around the young wolf, he'd been so enamored with her half-sister when he'd been just a pup and it made her skin crawl just to think on it. So yeah, she wasn't exactly hitting it off with her pack mates. Desponia gave a huffy sigh as she meandered her way towards the meeting area, though she had only been there once or twice herself she figured it was as good a space as any to at least start being less of the pack hermit.


"Speech"