Do you remember when rain used to fall from these skies?
Valdís found herself returning north for a short vacation. She was interested in giving it another once over before fall moved in and travel became more dangerous. As she walked absently around the basin of rainwater she thought of ways that she might advance within the pack she'd just recently joined. She wasn't going to be, as Chaos said, a runt forever and in fact the title rather irritated her but she supposed it provided enough of a push to get her to go out and do something. There were a number of ways she could earn the packs respect. For one she could try starting up a fight in the Battlefield and hopefully it would end better than her last one. She'd one the fight but it had hardly gotten started before her opponent submitted. Perhaps she'd been too aggressive? Valdís scowled. She wasn't trained to pull her punches.
