seeking acceptance in the burning flames.

'thank you for your kindness of my acceptance i will assure you i will be in the games my blood line is of royals needing to stay like that, to remain respected' a slight nod would reply towards the Mendocino chest as the immortal soul would start to plan ahead as she would not purposefully fight unnecessary battles like in her old habitat was required every breath taken an released was the most of a relaxation session you would get if you was to keep your rank, after the women would begin to rock her hips side by sight shuffling herself onto her new home in demand to meet other family, the women would then lift her cranium as the wind would clash on the veil gloriously, eyes with speckles of sapphire green would reflect of the shimmering beam as the women would now fad into the pack lands fluttering her plumage delicately in the surroundings as a display of respect of the clear respected man of the pack, all rankings higher would be respected however low ranks would have to struggle to stay low, upbringing would apply slight nasty snappish bickers in a dominant display gradually intending to work her way up, it would be a slow process to cause no distraction of outputting the canines out for their comfort zone.