Who will save me?

Imena couldn?t help but like the way his facial features were so expressive. It made him more real, one that told the truth, someone she might grow to rely on. So Miss Erani would be her mentor? She was pleased with that, she had rather liked the white female when they had meet. A kind and respectful female, one she could easily respect and follow. So she would need to work on her fighting skills, how would she go about doing that? Maybe she try it alone first before asking anyone. Wait, was she being accepted into the pack? All these words of mentoring, training, was it that possible? Had she truly been added into Valhalla pack? Just like that, no test?
Cormalin's next words confused her to say the least. Her head gave a tilt to the left, brows furrowed as she tried to understand. A horse? Some kind of large prey animal...as a pup sitter? This would be something she would have to look into. Wouldn?t that make the pups confused on what to hunt if a prey animal was one of the few to look after them? She felt him staring at her and she nodded her agreement to not hurt this Obsidian.
And then those words she had been waiting for. The very words that would confirm she had been accepted. Blue eyes alight with a new hope of a future here within this pack. If they were like Cormalin and Erani, then she could almost see a permanent home here. And with that Cormalin turn to return on his patrol. he stood there for a moment before white tipped toes crossed the border as a member of the Valhalla pack.

(ooc: Enter Imena into Valhalla, end of thread)