Nascha had yet to manage to settle down to get some sleep, having been up the majority of the night unable to let exhaust get to her no matter how hard she tried – her brain was constantly turned on and part of her wondered if she should see the medic about her lack of ability to get to sleep at a decent and normal time… still, it gave her the opportunity to work in the peace and quiet when particularly bad bouts of insomnia struck her hard… it wore down at her though, which was why she was wandering about again, still unaware of the commotion within their territory when she saw the pack gathered around another member that Nascha had yet to make herself familiar with.
There was a grizzly, and Nascha would never turn down from a fight.
She dipped her head to them in greeting, though the seriousness of the situation expressed itself on her features, her tail lowering respectfully as she glanced to Gent. They’d chased one out before? Evidently, it might not have worked as well as they hoped, if it was indeed the same bear, her brain already working, trying to figure out the best attack strategy to put the beast down… though evidently, their plan of action wasn’t up to her… a fact that continued to bother the hell out of her, even if she’d never vocally express her opinion.
She was an outsider, almost, and while she was technically part of the pack, she felt like more of a guest, like her every move was being watched because of the encounter she’d first had with Gent when he’d extended the offer to her. Would he decided to chase it off again, or to put an end to it once and for all?