Arya quickly wore the first dress her hand could grab, which was a knee-length blue dress. She put on minimal makeup, as it was still daytime, and wore a flat sandle.
Donna had informed her that Rodriguez wanted her at the meeting, and she didn't want to disappoint him.
It was after noon, and most pack members had already eaten, so the meeting hall was packed. In all the chaos, Arya's stomach gave a loud growl, and all heads turned to her.
'Curse the werewolf hearing.' She thought.
"Miss, sorry to interrupt, but you didn't have breakfast, and we don't know how long this meeting will go on, so I advice you to eat something," a girl, no older then ten, said to Arya.
"Thank you. What's your name?" Arya asked, clearly taken aback by her boldness.
Many people in the pack wouldn't talk to her unless absolutely necessary, and this girl walked up to her, without fear, and gave her this advice.
This little girl made her feel human and not some sort of ferocious monster.
