Muzet had been getting accustomed to her broken leg and keeping up with everything she needed to do to ensure it would be entirely functional by the time it healed completely. She was getting around better on it even if it was still painful which the pain had physically faded for the most part. She at least tried to make it seem like it didn't bother her at all, other than her awkward walking of course. It had been a while since Habari had found it's roots and Muzet wasn't entirely sure what she wanted to do inside the pack. She didn't think she really excelled in anything in particular but had a good general knowledge in most areas as she was raised in. For her controlling parents, it was good to learn in all areas regardless if you preferred healing or hunting and she was scolded or fixed if she found herself interested in one thing more than another. Which Muzet honestly thought hurt her a little more in the outside world, inside a pack where it felt crucial to have a certain focus to attribute to the pack itself. It had been easier to get out and do more for the pack with her leg feeling even just a bit better. She was sure to at least help with herb stores if anything whereas hunting had been nearly impossible over the last month or so. She'd still help out others when she could at least to not feel useless or like dead weight around here. After scouting for some herbs in nearby lands, she would find herself in the Nook sitting by one of the trees to take a break. She'd probably go out or around again before the day was up, but she did try to take her resting time seriously. She didn't want her leg to end up mangled for the rest of her life. OOC: I'm going to lean her towards the rank of Ujumbe Hashmallim, but will probably consider change to Maarifa Hashmallim in the future (Not sure what she would prefer lol) Walk "Talk" Think

Much as she loathed it Recluse had to go around during the day still a bit, soon enough she'd get these wolves on her clock, nocturnal but for now she knew she had to put up with being basically blind a few times a week. This was one time, Lilith coiled around her neck, her head hovering near the girl's ear to whisper directions and observations into the albino woman's ear. Muzet was one of the wolves she was sacrificing her poor delicate skin for, she knew the woman had broken her leg recently and so had not felt the need to chase her too hard but she also wasn't going to let her simply coast by. Lilith directed Recluse towards the woman, and Recluse let out a huffed greeting, unsure if she was seen or not... since she could really only see shadows and blobs of colors in rough shapes. "Speech" Think

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Recluse would make her presence known to her, and Muzet would go to turn towards her abruptly. "Recluse!" She'd announce with just a bit of surprise but also excitement. She'd look at the cobra around her neck and would be reminded that Recluse wasn't a creature of light, for a couple reasons at that. "Oh! Let's go to the den stores, that should be better for you." She would approach Recluse side by side if she allowed, and wave her tail out to touch her hip only to help guide her there. She'd let her take her time though Recluse would probably get around quicker with Muzet at her side than her snake whispering directions in her ear. Once they came to the bigger dug out dens for their herbs and meals, she'd let Recluse find herself a comfortable spot before settling beside her herself. "I guess you were looking for me for a reason? Or maybe you needed help with something else?" She was a little too eager to find out what her alpha wanted from her, and it was noticeable as much as she tried not to make it that way. Muzet had been worried that after the broken leg incident, Recluse would want to kick her to the curb. Which may not have been the case at all, but Muzet had a slight anxiety about not being good enough or not pulling her weight. It was important for her to show her worth to her authorities and pack members. She just wanted them to see she was working hard, even with her temporary ailment, to maintain an importance in the pack life. Walk "Talk" Think

Recluse bit back a retort, resentment for the woman's doting bubbling inside of her. She was more than capable of taking care of herself as far as she was concerned but she had to admit being somewhere darker would be much more comfortable... so she'd leave it be for now. She suppressed a grumble as the woman set about leading her gently with her tail, feeling the annoyance soften somewhat as she entered the dens, her eyes instantly feeling better as they adjusted to the light. Muzet asked after why she had sought her out and Recluse nodded, turning until she was comfortable settling onto her haunches. "Yes..." She said, running her gaze over the other woman, wondering what it was that the woman felt she could offer. She wasn't desperate to push her so soon after a severe injury but also knew she needed to ask her pack to start pulling their own weight. "I was wondering if you had figured out what role it was you wanted to play here." He tone was business but not cold. "Your recovery is still our primary objective for you but it's time to know what it is you're looking for." "Speech" Think

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Muzet wouldn't really notice Recluse's annoyance with her help, and instead just continued to get them to a darker area more suited for her. After they settled, Recluse would ask Muzet what she wished to pursue in the pack. And it was a bit of an answer she wanted to avoid. Muzet didn't think herself great in anything. And if she had to choose she wasn't even sure what she wanted. "Well uh-" Her eyes shifted around the stores as her uncomfortableness showed through, "I mean, I know a bit of everything but..." Surely Recluse would have wanted someone a little more... professional maybe? No? Anyway, Muzet had a lot of inner turmoil for probably no reason really. More so she thought her worth lacked especially in a pack. Well, especially everywhere. "I could see myself as a scout or a spy really, Ujumbe Hashmallim is it?" Her knowledge and study of the pack's ranks and culture was true in her tone as she had little difficulty pronouncing the strange tongue some would think. If anything she should have been desirable for her intelligence, or her way to manipulate or deceive but how could Recluse know for sure her deceiving side considering she was showing more of her anxieties and want to please more than anything else. Walk "Talk" Think