Acciona knew there had been a lot going on in the Armada lately, but so far she had missed most of the excitement. She had been spending quite a bit of time wandering around lands surrounding the territory, enjoying the freedom she felt. Never in her life had she been able to move around unclaimed lands with any sense of safety, and even claimed lands felt unstable before she had joined the Armada. But her demons were dead, she had watched them die and there was no questioning if they would be coming for her again.
Despite all of that though, and the new things she’d been able to discover, she knew that she needed to step up in the Armada. She’d been hiding away and using her lack of experience as a crutch, and while she was trying to better herself, she needed to start forcing herself to mingle with the rest of her packmates until it didn’t feel awkward for her anymore. And she needed to start paying Sirius back for all he’d done for her. The only way to do that would be to work on things that actually benefited the pack, and not just her.
It was with that in mind that she began to head out, hoping to find someone new. It would be a start, and perhaps if she was lucky they would point her in the right direction of things that needed to be done that weren’t beyond her abilities still. She would learn, with time, but she refused to a nobody in the pack any longer.
