I'll be your dreams, I'll be your bless-
Nymeria wasn't sure if her life stories were going to be all that interesting to the clan, although she managed to conjure up a few fantasies from her mind thanks to books. She settled down on a flat rock, gaze darting around camp in note of her clanmates passing by. "Storytelling, over here." she announced, laying her head on her paws as she waited for members to arrive in a patient manner. She would let her clanmates pick what genre they wanted out of the two, for she didn't know if her clan held interest in her.