Let them take on their own

*Lillianna* · (This post was last modified: 07-28-2015, 03:12 PM by Lillianna.)

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The girl heard the call, only a day after her joining, and she winced. She knew she should meet the pack, but truth be told... it made her nervous. For the longest time, it had only been her, her adoptive parents, and her actual mother. Then Mother had left, leaving her with her adoptive parents until they died. Twenty wolves? A full pack? It kind of terrified her. Still, she knew she had to drag herself up.

Despite the meal she had eaten yesterday, she was still lean, malnourished. Her ribs were still starkly visible against her red fur. She felt weak, though she'd never admit it. No, not even if her life was at stake would she admit she was weak. She'd admit she wasn't at full strength, but admitting she was weak would be like.. she couldn't even compare it in her own head. It's be despicable, though.

She spotted the three wolves that had arrived already; she slowed down, dancing on the edge of the meeting, eyeing those within warily. She did not know these wolves; she did not trust them. Not yet, anyways. Thus, she stayed on edge, standing quietly, nondescript; she simply watched, as she would the fighting that would occur.

"Speech"

Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.

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