How Could You Do This

When Deimos, her uncle she supposed, met her at the clearings where she had called for him, she gave him a gentle dip of her head. She suspected that was probably the right way to greet him, though it felt all so wrong to her. She was trying her best to understand and accept the change, but it didn't come naturally to her. He was family though she guessed, so she would really just have to twist her leg and get over it.

All business. "I'd like to be considered for emissary." She knew it wouldn't come easy, it may not have come at all. She wasn't sure what else she could do to make herself, her branch of family still important to the pack. Surely it was, but she was having a difficult time thinking so. It was probably all just made up in her head really. "I'd be interested to know what you'd have in mind to prove my worth for the rank."

"Fiametta"