"Yes as a matter of fact I do think that." Her eyes drifted to her scars. "I would have died." She mumbled to herself and curled up in a tight ball though her eyes peered at him. "Then he packs you've met are rare." Closing her eyes she ignored the burning of her scars. And then sighed. "Miquel? When a member gets hurt do the others help them or save them?" Her eyes were gaurded slightly though they rested on her scars. "My brother and sister found me on the brink of death after a fight. I don't remember much but the pain and remembering thinking it was a pack attacking me. I had been young, maybe even a little naive. Anyways my brother took care of me and my sister told me something that I, at the time, thought wise. She told me that all packs are the same and heartless but friends and family are caring." Dharma's eyes were cast down at the gound and her expression wasn't it's normal hard and strong one but more vulnerable and saddened. "Ever since the attack I've feared packs-not knowing if one of the attacks lived in the pack or if th pack I was by would kill me." She felt a shock and let out a low growl. " Don't tell anyone what I jus told you." she growled the words but her voice softened when she finished. "Please"
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