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Ashtoreth

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07-25-2013, 01:06 AM


Walk | Talk | Think

Ashtoreth's smile was knowing as Meili admitted to feeling inadequate about being an asset to the pack. The same sort of thought had crossed her mind all that time ago - was it two years now? - when she had first joined. She had known right from the beginning that she was going to be well suited for the pack, but just as this young wolf she had doubted she could truly prove herself to be anyone worthwhile. But she had been lucky to be introduced to hunting and to learn amongst those better knowledgeable on the skill, and it definitely showed. Not only was she a far better hunter than she once had been, but she had even been promoted as far as she could go in her field. Lead Hunter. Ash was sure if she could reach such a prestigious position, then Meili would do just fine.

What surprised her was the other's admission of never having been within a pack before. Of all the things she might have heard, she had not been expecting that. The life of a loner had only been hers for a little while in comparison to the time that she had been within a pack, and she knew without a doubt that she was very reluctant to go back to it. She liked the social atmosphere of the pack, of having things to do and others who depended on her. It kept her out of trouble and happy. But Meili had grown up knowing a different life, a quiet one no doubt, possibly even a lonely one too. Perhaps she would find adjusting to such a busy lifestyle a challenge or maybe a blessing.

The noise of the unexpected thunder caused even Ashtoreth to flinch, and despite Meili doing very much the same she collected herself quickly enough to pose a question. "Well, usually I can con a few others into helping me out," she admitted with a sheepish sort of smile, unable to lie about her duties and how she went about them. True, most of the time she was off catching small game, storing them for those who might need a quick bite, but big game fed more and she often had to go pulling at straws and hoping that others might be generous enough to lend her their time and strength. As much as she prided her own skills there was still nothing compared to brute strength when it came to big game. There was, in her opinion, no easier way to bring it down. "But the small stuff I can take care of."

"But I think you'll do fine," the grey wolf added encouragingly, another wag of her tail accompanying the smile upon her face, "You remind me a lot of me when I first joined the pack. And look where I ended up." Even she couldn't believe it sometimes.