knock knock! (SIEGE)

Mirajane was sticking close by Hephaestus' side. She was growing to respect Kassander, and the others with them seemed nice and all, but it was Hephaestus she felt closest to... even if they barely knew one another. This was scary, and exciting as well. She feverishly tried to recall every word her father had ever said about battle, war, fighting. Certainly the young girl was building herself up into a false sense of confidence, but better that than to be petrified. Then, sooner than she would have anticipated, Kassander gave the word. She took in a deep breath, the smell of another pack invading her senses as she crossed the line. She had never dared to do something like this before, would have never thought herself capable of it, but... Well, she wasn't a baby anymore, and this was life. Her hackles were up and her teeth flashed, ready for this thing to begin.