"Now that I could see you doing, with ease that most other actors would envy and adore you for. For you, I'd say it's still worth trying."
Ana had wanted to be in a rock band, dark, and far more gothic than she appeared to be, such as the nature of a wild creature. She knew how to play guitar, but being the revered little princess of the Pack left her unable to pursue such endeavors, it had been far more pertinent that she stick by her father's side and learn what she would be doing one day.
Her father understood her need for performing, but a Pack leader in such a public profession would most certainly attract trouble. Not that she didn't already, young, female, and single.
"Excellent taste in musicians," Ana repeated quietly to herself.