Meant to Live

She would sit there, fully focused on Epiphron as she spoke. She was no warrior type, the thought made her unnerved, to rip into another of her kind. Hunter, well she still needed to learn alot in that area. Healer was possible maybe. But she wasnt sure she had the steady paw to treat major wounds. She did know her way pretty well around Ala. She had too to stay alive for so long. But like Epiphron said, she didnt have to decide just yet. As Epiphron rolled her shoulders her tail wagged. The queen trusted her enough to relax, that was good right? She no longer felt nervous but welcomed here. She had not been chased off but allowed to explain herself.

She had childern? Ears perked up with interest. Epiphron thought she was someone pups could look up to? But they had just met, could the Queen judge someone so easily and percise? Or was it that Epiphron had hopes for her turning out to be a good asset to the pack? She sure hoped so. She didnt want to let someone she just met and liked, down. Silently she swore she would do her best for Epiphron and the pack.

She sat there as she watched Epiphron take a bite of the deer. A new feeling washed over her. She was pleased she could feed another, to offer her kill. It was a satifying joy. To know she could offer something in the end, to be worth something. Truely she had never fed with another ffrom own of her own kills. Her mother had always been the one to hunt when she was young and eaten with her. After their separation, Rohini had been alone and only found enough food to get by with. So Epiphron would be the first. She smiled before bending down to eat as well. For a straving wolf she ate like a well trained princess, never making a mess, something her mother had taught her