Sera had a little lamb

His grin returned. It was charming, blazing across his skin like the sun. She had a feeling he was a very charismatic wolf. All charm and good natured when he wanted to appear that way. She wondered, perhaps not very charitably, how many woman fell at his feet to fawn. Stubborn as she was, she didn't let it draw her in. She let her concern for his smile bolster her, because otherwise she might have grimaced in worry at his words. Sure, he was listening, and promised her she had a shot - but what did she really have that a pack wanted? She knew what she wanted. Security, numbers, a home. To belong, and quickly, so she had support at her back if her past ever came knocking.

She let out the breath sue hadn't realised she had been holding. How crazy would it sound if she admitted to knowing so little? To holding no skills to support herself and others. She couldn't make it sounf as through she was useless. She was willing to learn, dammit. She just needed a chance. "I can tend a hearth, I can strip a carcass to useful parts in quick speed. If you have someone willing to teach me, I would hunt and fight for you." She wanted to learn those two skills most of all. She knew in her heart of hearts that that was the way to true freedom.