A Break In This Storm

The pale woman had decided that Bass was quite an enjoyable person, and liked his company so far. He seemed pleasant, even in the unpleasant circumstances, which she admired. Hearing his kind words, Chanel smiled softly and looked to the ground. Indeed, she was a bit embarrassed to be caught out in the storm, but at least she was having the conversation she craved; talk about her future, whether it be in this pack or the next.

Now before you go and toss yourself in the mix here, do you know anything about my pack? Oh shoot. Her amethyst eyes widened softly, realizing she actually didn't know anything about this pack. She wanted to bite herself in the rear, she must look so stupid right now. Chanel winced, cringing at her mistake, and struggled to find a way to recover.

"Um.. well.. to be completely honest no. I don't. I'm sorry Bass. I am new to these lands, running from one pack to another, seemed like a good idea at the time. I just so happen upon yours. Would you be willing to tell me about your pack though? I would love to learn more about it."

The nerves were kicking back in, a turning sensation in the pit of her stomach. Had she made a mistake coming here, thinking she could join a pack without knowing the first thing about it? Probably. But hopefully, she had been right about this alpha being kind, and he wouldn't turn her away for this.