Reba never tried to be what the otehr wolves wanted her to be. She was herslef in every situation, and she truly lacked the skills of conversation with dominant wolves. It was the reason to many of her problems. Also the fact that she didn't see them as problems. They were something much smaller, problems were if she was thirsty or hungry and couldn't eat, not if she had made someone mad or was injured. Injuries didn't slow her down, from her mother she had learned the skills of ignoring them, ignoring all injuries smaller than broken bones. They shall never been ignored, that could mean death. With the things she had learned and hadn't, Rebecca had survived this long. But on the edge of mental adulthood, she started to need something more, she wanted to learn the communication skills she didn't have. Maybe that brute could teach her? He was in pack so he must know them. Giving a hopeful look for him she took one small step closer.
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