Storms make trees grow deeper roots (Pack Meeting)

Nova arrived with her usual calm expression, unsure of what she will find upon her arrival for who was doing it wasn't that familiar to her. Eyes of purple looked over those who had arrived before her, including her parents and a few siblings. Sighing, Nova moved to sit near her father yet she had nothing to say, words weren't needed when she always had the intention of fighting on Raids in the defense of their lands, no one had to ask her to do what she already decided to do even when she was a yearling.

Though this constant change of leadership wasn't of her like, making it feel as if their home lacked a more solid leadership. The constant change could make others think they were week or lacked consistency. Yet for this time she kept her opinions to herself.

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