Nadine had been thinking much about her role within the pack. When she had first joined, she had informed Finley of what she was good at: diplomacy, hunting… she had even led a pack hunt with moderate success though there was little doubt she still had much to learn. There had been blunders, and flaws… some her own doing and others decided by the universe… but one thing she had noticed about Paradise Falls in particular was it’s peaceful nature. They had no real conflicts to mediate with other packs… and thus, her role as a diplomat was not horribly necessary.

It was not to say that it would never be necessary, but it was something the yearling had come to learn she could not lean on for a pack role… not if she wanted to actually be useful. With Finley stepping down with Jethro’s return, she was now seeking out Chan. She did not know him fairly well, and only really saw him in passing… but anyone who resided within the Cove automatically earned her respect solely for the fact that they were packmates, and him even more so for the fact that he was now the acting leader. It meant something to her.

She sat outside the pack den, raising her maw to call for him with excitement brimming in her eyes.

Nadine had never known any different. It was the life she had been raised in – stuck in a turmoil that her mother helped guide her through. They had worked together to negotiate trade deals, hunting parties that shared between two packs… work that had shaped who she had become. She’d never known what she had missed out on, because she’d never been particularly exposed to it. It had been an expectation in the world she had come from. For her, her sister, and all the other pups from the nearby packs. At least from her experiences.

She offered him a polite smile as he arrived, a dip of her head to display the proper respects that were so engrained into her body. “I was hoping to speak to you about a pack role, and about what my future here might look like.” She explained, trying not to sound too ominous though she supposed it was a general disposition she usually carried unintentionally. “Where I come from, I was a diplomat, trained by my mother in conflict mediation and peace negotiations… but the environment here is so different. There are no overarching conflicts to assist with, and I hope there never are.” War and the likes were never a good thing.

“I guess… I’m just trying to figure out how to fit in fully.” It was different from how she had envisioned her life… but not in a bad way by any means.