Song and sagas, pluck your strings of destiny

Cassandra

Pack life had put a stump in her life. At least she thought so when she was urged to stay near pack lands since the raid. Cassandra wasnt tied down though but here she was wandering around the pack lands instead if searching for adventure elsewhere. With a loud yawn she let her legs carry her around. No certain goal in mind and Kaiju on her her back. It was then she stopped spotting one of those huts. It didnt look like tans handiwork. Well this was Norad the crafting pack. Cass figured every one of then had a quirk or two. She definitely did.

"Nice handiwork there my guy. You build this all by yourself?" she trotted forward with a wide grin tail lifted high like it usually was when she fronted. "The names Cassandra, albeit youll probably interact with Tanelan a lot more than me in this body." most of the time either beau or someone else explained their conidition. Cassandra wouldnt shy away from an explanation though no sir. She sat a few feet away from the man, comfortably settling her tail over her back paws.