Pamela took a turn in a quieter section of the mansion after being regaled by two of the most uninteresting dolts she had ever run across. Why would she care about how some Shifter sports league was doing?
Whatever.
She was, however, amazed at how beautiful Uncle Uzzi’s mansion was and not just because it was filled with gorgeous Shifters, and glittery, magical decorations. The structure itself was simply breathtaking. Especially to a woman who’d never really had much of a home. It was simply spectacular.
Pamela would not lie, she had been nervous when she arrived. After the initial shock that she, Pamela Brown, had been chosen to represent their Pride at this special gathering of Uncle Uzzi’s most beloved clients had worn off, she unwound a bit.