She sat with the vixens, new and old, next to Paris. She hated being the new girl but at least she'd found one friend and she'd have more in no time. Any insecurities she had though were pushed down and she came off as appearing calm, cool, and collected. She glanced around the table not really saying much. She didn't know the older Vixens that well, though she wish she had. They seemed like people that she would of gotten along with very well.