02-12-2011, 07:55 PM
Anastasia looked up and choked down a growl. Little girl? She stood up, closed her eyes and took a breath. Calm down, you won't get in the pack if you attack them. Her attitude was not always nice, and if someone called her a little girl she would usually snap back. But in order to find that something she felt she would have to put her pride behind her, and that is what she was determined to do. She looked at the wolf, studying her. "Not lost, just...looking." She said, shaking her head. She looked at the stranger once again, her eyes betraying her calm voice. She was nervous, but her anger at the last comment have subsided.
She had never done this, join a pack, having to meet an expectation to join something. In her old pack, the one lost behind the winds, she was the alpha's daughter. Strong, fearless, and a temper to match, everyone respected her. She never had to be tested, the pack expected that from her. To always be prepared, always know what to do, that is what was required from her. She had never been confronted like this, holding back the urge to command. She never felt this way. She had always been superior, and now she was the lowest of the low. She met the pack wolves eyes, her sadness and discomfort shining though her eyes.
(OOC: how do you do bold?)
She had never done this, join a pack, having to meet an expectation to join something. In her old pack, the one lost behind the winds, she was the alpha's daughter. Strong, fearless, and a temper to match, everyone respected her. She never had to be tested, the pack expected that from her. To always be prepared, always know what to do, that is what was required from her. She had never been confronted like this, holding back the urge to command. She never felt this way. She had always been superior, and now she was the lowest of the low. She met the pack wolves eyes, her sadness and discomfort shining though her eyes.
(OOC: how do you do bold?)