Hey bitch it's me!

Havoc put on her most pleading puppy face she could muster (pretty good actually if she did say so herself) as Medusa pretended to hem and haw about whether or not to let her in. Of course Havoc wasn't worried - how could Medusa possibly turn her down, right? It didn't matter how amazing and wonderful her packmates were or were not, they'd never be quite at the level of amazing Havoc brought to the table. Better hunters? Probably. Better fighters? Unlikely, but sure. More tactical thinkers? Absolutely. But she was Havoc which was infinitely better than all that. Finally Medusa ended the suspense, and Havoc grinned at her as she bounced up to follow her. "A lot, huh? Bitch, tell me everything!"