From the darkened tear-stained cheeks rose an attempt at a cheerful grin, slowly working its way towards proper bliss. If anything, she was able to handle herself. It was healthy to release your emotions every so often, or so they said. Whomever they were might be full of baloney, but who knows? "Water off a duck's back. I'm not one to get down for long."
Turning towards the door, she paused, hand on the knob as she turns her head back and returns a smile in all its usual sunniness, "Thanks by the way, for thinking I was good enough to recruit. Not everyone can be so lucky." With that, she leaves the private room and indeed departs the gym. As the streets of Sacramento pour out before her, a single werewolf in the big city, she strides with confidence, knowing that she will never again walk alone.
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