I can't stop coming. And I'm clearly taking it seriously.
[She narrows her eyes at him and she has to stop herself from crossing her arms over her chest so she doesn't look one hundred percent like a petulant child. She's frustrated, too. But not because of him. At least, not entirely. Not necessary when it comes to training. Yes, when it comes to the warden stuff he severely let her down, but she holds high standards for the people she cares about. Especially people who are pretty much part of the pack. Ones she secretly looks up to.]
But this isn't the army. I will never be a soldier. I don't want to be a soldier and the only reason I agreed to this at all is so I can stop watching my best friends risk their lives and die because of me.
I don't want to be the pack's weakest link. I don't want to need protection. But I'm realistic and I know my strengths. I'm not a soldier. I'm not like you guys. I don't have claws or super strength or the speed. I can't even use the supposed powers I do have and if this is what I have to do to be less of a weight for the others, then I'll try.
[Despite her voice shaking in a couple of points, she is proud of herself for managing to keep it mostly firm. Her eyes do tear up, though and she needs to clench her jaw to keep control. And after staring at him for a second, she looks away back at the foxhole.]
spam
[She narrows her eyes at him and she has to stop herself from crossing her arms over her chest so she doesn't look one hundred percent like a petulant child. She's frustrated, too. But not because of him. At least, not entirely. Not necessary when it comes to training. Yes, when it comes to the warden stuff he severely let her down, but she holds high standards for the people she cares about. Especially people who are pretty much part of the pack. Ones she secretly looks up to.]
But this isn't the army. I will never be a soldier. I don't want to be a soldier and the only reason I agreed to this at all is so I can stop watching my best friends risk their lives and die because of me.
I don't want to be the pack's weakest link. I don't want to need protection. But I'm realistic and I know my strengths. I'm not a soldier. I'm not like you guys. I don't have claws or super strength or the speed. I can't even use the supposed powers I do have and if this is what I have to do to be less of a weight for the others, then I'll try.
[Despite her voice shaking in a couple of points, she is proud of herself for managing to keep it mostly firm. Her eyes do tear up, though and she needs to clench her jaw to keep control. And after staring at him for a second, she looks away back at the foxhole.]