There were a lot of things that could easily go wrong as the lupine continued to sit there upon the deck of the ship for what felt like an eternity. The pressure of Regan's larger form was barely keeping Raven from shaking. Always the wretched girl was used to hearing the words 'no.' It was a common answer to her inquires when asked those forbidden questions. Such as why she couldn't be with the others, why she could not attend a hunt, or learn how to howl, and why was this the only way? These were questions she would always rattle off as a young pup and overtime she had accepted the short worded answers she was given. If she wasn't going to get an answer the thousandth time then what was the use anymore? Already self-doubt was starting to creep its way to the forefront of her thoughts. It wouldn't surprise her if her request to join the clowder was denied. Tobias was not here to support her and she began to wonder if maybe she should have just woke him up, pushed him out of the hammock and begged forgiveness later when she dragged him up to the deck with her. Yet having Regan remain at her side, her obsidian fur mixing with her own, her presence all together was appeasing and slowly bringing her comfort in knowing that even if she was unable to join at least she got Regan a home. Blue-grey eyes hesitantly peered up to see the panthers' own emerald eyes, hearing him accept their pledge to join him and for a moment there was elated joy, but was quickly dashed by the terrible reality that this membership was short lived.

Explaining to Tetradore her...issue... was a terrifying, and that was an understatement. She assumed that this would make him change his previous answer. Raven could not blame him for not wanting a threat like her in his pack and yet she had to put some sort of faith in him. She hardly was aware about 'faith' and she could barely trust anyone, even the leopard male that she shared a hammock with. Regan told her to have faith, and so she silently hoped that he would at least give her a chance. Apprehensively she looked up to see his emerald gaze and yet his eyes disappeared and were replaced with the short clips of Regan's own hellish nightmares. One grey-trimmed ear flew back at the silent snarl and the No being screamed from the tiger. She wouldn't dare look on Regan for a moment, her eyes settling on the floor not wanting to ask questions. It wasn't like her to want to question on something she really ought not to question. Lifting her head some she would gently press it into Regan's shoulder in a reassuring manner, wordlessly comforting the tigeress. For a moment she simply could not handle the tension and the nervous wreck she was in and the only way she seemed to calm herself was when she leaned her shoulder into Regan's side, using her larger form as a security blanket. Hearing the male slowly compare her feral mind to Tobias' normal habits was a bit confusing. Although Tobias was extremely different from everyone else, she saw him as always being himself â€" more primal not feral. She did not think the two could be compared the same way. When she went feral she lost all sense of herself and attacked friend and foe, at least Tobias could tell the difference. Though it put her at ease that Tetradore was still willing to keep her and she could not help it when her grey stained tail swayed back in forth in a delighted manner.

While Tetradore began to return to his paws she would stand on her own, taking a few steps back, noticing how his attention was focused on Regan. As the panther gently forced Regan to execute the ritual that all Alphas expect their followers to perform the she-wolf quietly watched. As soon as Regan would fall to her back and expose her vulnerable side she would slowly step forward. There was something that Tobias had explained to her long ago about cat habits. She had to smell like Tobias, apparently felines were extremely sensitive with their nose associated with scents. Over and over again she watched Tobias and Nadya greet each other by rubbing their scent amongst one another, and she had experienced it too many times by Tobias and Regan. Now that she was part of a cat pack she simply felt as if she had to act as them. Boldly she would press her shoulder into his side and run her form along his and around his other side and when she noticed that puzzled gave tossed her way, her ears immediately folded back in an apologetic manner fearing she had did something completely wrong, or worse, insulting.

"Did I do that wrong? Tobias, Nadya, and Regan do that...I thought...I was supposed to, as well?"

Well, at least she was following the method 'When in Rome.'

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven