DEMIGODS

(Vesta needs friends... or to be social because I suck)

She had just managed to pull off her first birthday, her eyes filled with pride. She could survive anything if she had survived her first year in the hell that was the living world. She had a wicked grin as she ran through the trees to her home, her nose tracing down the scents of prey. She was prepared for anything that could happen... or so she thought. She heard the call for wolves come from her Aunt whom she had slowly grown to like and respect so Vesta would answer the call with one of her own as she ran towards the source. She was one... she had no fight experience but what better way to get it than to compete in the trials that her aunt could put them all through. She wanted the beta rank and perhaps she had enough beginners luck to actually pull it off. She arrived on scene with a grin before speaking. "I accept your challenge."