Netty had heard a meeting had been called and she was less than thrilled about going. "Work" had tired her out recently and the last thing she wanted to do was listen to squabbles over water. Granted, she was quite thirsty herself but recently she had taken a fist to the face when ending up in the middle of an actual fight. The small bruise could still be seen under her eye, no real damage had been done but she was royally pissed off and still a bit peeved over it. With a grunt and a sigh she got herself up, dressed, and pulled the scarf she usually wore on her head and tied it to cover her nose and mouth.<br/><br/>She pulled goggles over her eyes, hood over her head and then departed her tiny dwelling. She came to the crowded room and found a seat to the side of the room, as secluded as she could make it with such a crowd. The scarf got pulled down, goggles moved to her head but left her hood up. She wanted to observe and just as she suspected, when it started it was a bit chaotic. People arguing, just talking, yelling, and then Thane's voice silenced the room. It was amazing how one man's booming voice could hush an entire room in seconds. His large stature helped but so did his Leader position of the tribe.<br/><br/>Netty listened and then Pain spoke, and his idea sounded suicidal but she was having trouble thinking of alternative options. Hushed whispers and mumbles broke out when he was finished speaking. Netty finally pushed her hood off her head and stood up and was given a nod to speak.<br/>"If there is an excursion out..."<br/>She took a breath and paused a second.<br/>"I volunteer my services and skills."<br/><br/>She then sort of looked around and sat back down. Never a woman of many words but a woman of her word. If this was decided to happen she would go - too late to take it back now.<br/>