Cool it Joe

She hadn't been to training since she was forced into the pack. She couldn't even remember how long ago it was now, but it felt like she was here forever now. While she was often ignored and shunned, it was unlikely that she was allowed to attend considering her rank and all, but...what did she know. She knew little of what her position allowed or didn't allow her to do, so she decided she was going to show up anyway. Her father had said that if she wanted respect, she had to earn it. One way or another, that's exactly what she was going to try and do. Slave rank or not, she was going to prove she was just as good as any of them!

She gathered her things and headed for the source of the call, arriving to find only one of Recluse's spoiled brats so far, and a male she had seen here and there but had never spoken to. She sat down in defiance, making it clear she was here for the training. If they didn't want her here, then she would leave...but not without protest.


"Speech!"

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