I do. [And the smile threatening to crack her face in two is a testament to just how happy she is to be able to say that. Having her friends here...it makes all the difference.]

So yeah, I'm a little...eager. I mean...maybe it's wrong of me to say, but being with my people here...

[She wants to say 'my pack,' but refrains. Even if it feels more right, even if it makes more sense in her head. God, what her mother would say if she were alive...what her father would say if he knew how she felt...]

I feel I can do more good. Like I can do...anything that's asked of me.