You were one of the smartest gammas. Always witty, always thinking on your feet. You lived by the motto 'Do no harm; Take no shit'. Whenever you were ovulating or close to your time of the month, all the other gammas, most betas and even some of the omegas wouldn't leave you alone. Your usual bubbly self turned into an overly anxious and skittish mess. I took notice and tied my shemagh around your neck, the scent calming you down and diverting the attention just enough to put you more at ease.