Little Sparrow would listen to the speeches. She felt a little guilty, but she also knew she had been off, away from the pack during this time. She knew and felt that this pack was her home, and she knew she would help in any way she could. Her father's words were harsh, but she understood them. She nodded quietly in her corner, her heart pounding a little faster in normal. He would list healers and fighters and mostly conclude the meeting. Her name wasn't listed. Quietly, Sparrow stepped towards her father, her voice determined, but soft, "Father, I would like to be a healer as well. I would love to be able to explore and learn about the other packs," her voice would become quieter, "and our other family members as well." Speaking up again, Sparrow looked around her pack, "I think it could be advantageous for our pack, though I am no where near ready yet to travel around as a diplomat of any sort." Sparrow ended her little spiel, looking at her father as if to ask him to talk to her more about all the jobs in a pack later. She was excited. She was still young, but she would be an adult soon. There was healing to learn and adventures to go on. She hoped with all her heart that she would be able to learn skills to help her pack- her family.
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