Life Doesn't Discriminate Between The Sinners And The Saints

They were getting close, she could feel it. There was a shift in the air and Karabela dug in and kept pushing on. Sliding her large frame around the mountains side. It was hard to resist the urge to look down but Raba fought it, determined not to look down and spoil the view before she got to the top of the mountain where she could take it all in. Tinaro spoke, stating he'd felt the same when he was ranked as a Guardia and then he stated that maybe her something important was leading a pack of her own. Karabela stopped then glanced back at Tinaro. She was silent for a moment then looked down and smiled. "It's funny you should say that. That's one idea I've been mulling over in my mind though I guess I've just been…" What? Hesitant? Scared? It was such a lofty goal to run a pack and with no leadership experience she wasn't sure what made her think she could do this. Part o fher knew she wanted to try it but the other part was wondering just how feasible that was. Perhaps, if she was honest with herself…. "I guess I'm just afraid to fail. I don't know if I'm qualified to lead anybody, Tinaro."

Turning back to the trail she noticed that it ended and a rockier outcropping lay ahead. She searched it, eyes picking out foothold before she leapt forward and scrambled up the rocky terrain to finally, at last, reach the top of the mountain. The world stretched out before her for miles so large and vast… Karabela sighed.

"Speech"