The woman had a sense of false determination fill her up. She was determined that the next wolf she met, she would talk to them without stutter or fear because they would not hurt her. Her eyes held this boldness (bold in her mind at least) as she walked confidently around the borders. She knew, back in the end of her mind, that she would chicken out because she had made this promise before but she had to try. Even if she could get one or two words out before shutting down, than she would find it a success. Perhaps she should try and speak to Novella about getting help with hunting while she was at it. She was lacking in everything and she knew that since the Author was kind enough to allow her onto pack lands, that she had to do something useful.
She didn't want to be this way but it was the way she had been made. Her light tawny fur bristled slightly as she scolded herself. She needed to get away but she lacked the opportunity. "Hmmmnhmmnhmhmhmmmmmn." She hummed inaudible words to herself as she left the safe haven she had clung to for the first time since being accepted into Threar. She was on 'loner lands' once more.
