Lost in the crowd

So she was the only hunter; she hadn't misheard. She wasn't certain if that was a positive or negative. Sure, she hadn't wanted that much competition in the pack, but being the only hunter? That seemed too easy. Not for long, however, as the Archangel made it clear only hard work would result in a promotion. Though she never had a problem keeping up with her obligations, it all felt more strict in Celestial. She would be lying if she said she wasn't feeling the least bit anxious or stressed. At least those emotions would motivate her to get the job done.

She took note of everything the alphess had to say. Hunts seemed to be a great way to get to know her pack-mates and learn where their strengths laid. She hadn't ever thought about it that way, though agreed with it nonetheless. When the leader suggested showing her the best hunting grounds in the plains, the Destruction couldn't be more thrilled. Of course someone as knowledgeable as Surreal, who had been born in these lands, would know. Varda needed to know, or else the hunt wouldn't be so successful. "Lead the way, Surreal, if you don't mind."

"Speech"