My mind was a mess, swirling, worried, feeling unsettled here in a place where I felt like I was out of place. I didn't have anywhere that I fit. I wasn't a healer, nor was I a story teller. Warrior? I think not. I was fine at hunting, but the pack would not be any better with a hunter who has to thank the gods before making any kill, it slows down a hunt more than benefiting it. I wasn't sure where I would fit, to be honest, even though at home I would be next in line to rule. Makes no sense huh?

Sitting outside of the den, I watched the sky rising before my eyes, thinking back home, where my family would be doing the same thing. Part of me missed them, like crazy insane missed them. But at the same time, I wouldn't change anything for the world. I wouldn't have found Navarre if I hadn't come here, and that was something I would never change. Even the time apart, it all made here and now worth it.

Leaning into him, the warmth and immediate comfort that rushed over me like a wave settled the feelings of missing my family. When I didn't take the rabbit right away, the look of worry that crossed his face was unsettling. I rubbed my nose against his cheek, breathing in softly. I just wasn't hungry, not right now. Leaning against him as I stared out at the sky, just content to share warmth with him. He nudged me again with his cheek and I lifted my head from his neck, looking at him with my lava eyes. I shook my head. "I'm fine, I promise." When he questioned if I was unhappy, I shook my head adamantly. "I am over the moon joyed to be here with you, I just feel like I have no use in the pack, I'm not skilled in anything, healing, hunting, nothing. I feel sort of...useless. You have your path you want to follow, whereas I don't have anything to offer the pack." I shrugged, looking out at the wide spread space that encompassed the pack land. There were many dens, many wolves that lived within the land, and I felt so, disjointed and useless.