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06-23-2014, 05:30 AM
dancin' in the dark in the pale moonlight She would sigh, knowing that he would offer her part of his meal. His only use apparently to the pack was hunting, but she doubted it. Misha would mentally look herself over, thinking of the things she actually could do. Well, there wasn't much to begin with.. Singing was her best talent for crying out loud. When would a pack need a singer? Not any time soon, that's for sure. Swimming was.. Okay, but again, no need for it in a pack. And lastly climbing, which she wasn't much good at, and the so called "talent" didn't offer much help to a pack, either. Ever since her parents had died at a young age, she had taught herself to hunt, but then again she was shitty at that as well. Misha would sigh away from her train of thoughts and look at the male. Are you sure, because I'm not really use to this pack at all, I'm just taking a rank that can be used by someone more useful.." Sure, she loved the fact that she was finally accepted somewhere, but she wasn't proving her worth to Tortuga. |