thoughts from a severed head

”Good thing my pack seems attached to it,” Delphi jokes, a laugh on her lips as she then lets out a relieved sigh. “Apologies. No one really warned me leading a pack would be so stressful, but here I am,” another laugh, but this time it’s shaky. Her clearly put together veil threatening to fall in front of the girl she’s just met and barely knows.

Taking a deep breath, Delphi puts her leader mask back on and gives Henbane a smile. “So, Henbane, what’re your interests? I’m trying to inspire the pack to really dive into what they like,” she attempts another smile, but its once more shaky at best.