Two Feet Standing on a Principle
03-01-2015, 09:20 AM
for the day when the pain is far behind Integra could feel the trepidation building inside her, swirling in her gut like boiling bile. This was stupid. What the hell was she thinking? She was going to killed or worse for being this gutsy… maybe… maybe she should just turn around and run home before someone showed up. No, no she couldn't do that! She had to learn to heal so that she could protect her siblings or at least help them when they got hurt. Their sickly sister was looking worse every day… she wanted desperately to find a way to save the other pup. This was her only chance. Integra mentally psyched herself up. She was six months after all, that wasn't a terrible size and she was quite a large wolf in her own right. She trained with Dægmar and while she wasn't fully confident in her ability to fight she had paid attention and studied hard, if only for those fleeting words of praise and acknowledgement. Movement. Integra's gaze focused on the large approaching male and she swallowed sharply. Well… here we go. He approached cautiously and didn't seem terribly mean. "I'm Kassander. Can I help you?" "I'm…" her voice hitched. Shit, shit, way to make yourself look like an idiot. Integra took a deep breath, puffed out her chest and widened her stance just slightly. She was the daughter of Drashiel Armada and Roman Armada. She was royalty dammit! "I am Integra Armada… and I want to be a healer but my pack is all warriors and my sister is sick and I… I just… I'm looking for someone to train me. I don't have much to give. I can hunt decently and fight ok…. please, do you have someone who can help me?" |
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