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She'd heard of some sort of tournament or festival that Habari was going to host and Medusa wondered what even that was. Of course, despite her position in the pack, she was still keen to attend. Unless the Habari members went around shouting that she was beneath their feet, she had every right to be there as an individual and would try to have fun or show she wasn't the weak-willed, stupid little girl they thought her to be. Or at least, whatever they thought she was. While she was aware she wasn't the smartest kid on the block, she was slowly understanding her position and the things in her life she didn't have an understanding of before. And she only had her ghost-dad to thank whenever he visited her in her dreams.

She arrived at the gathering and simply sat there for once. Watching. Observing. She didn't feel the need to run in and try to make friends with anyone, since her dad told her good things came to those who waited. Usually. So she figured she'd try that. If someone approached her to talk or play or something, then perhaps she'd engage. But for now, she sat as still as she could, the only movement was the ticking of her head that she had no control of.