Hecate was treading on careful waters. She was on high alert because of the blatantly strange situation. She didn't talk without a stutter unless she was having some sort of adrenaline rush but her heartbeat was as normal as it always was. In fact, it seemed to beat a half step slower than normal. The esteemed leader agreed with her before asking how she was settling in, but she could not answer that because she honestly didn't know. "I-I... ummm. I think I-I'm fitting in alr-alright?" Her stutter quickly returned as she tried to recall every wolf from the pack that she had run away from. There was an uncertainty to her voice as she tried to think. Thinking often helped clear her head but now she couldn't see through the fog that surrounded her mind for it had become too thick.
