Rambling on sing my song
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"She's just another loose cannon"

She stood still trying to gather her frayed nerves. Something about this place made her feel things she should never have to interpret. The cabin was large in size, at least big enough to have held a quarter of any pack. It was impressive to say the least. Since Ryan had entered the pack lands she had forgotten about her injury and how starved she was. Walking into unknown territory was really pushing her luck, but hell what did she have to loose?

Her question would soon be answer as the presence of a very large second form wolf made itself known. Ryan wasn't a very socially graceful creature. The hair on her back rose while yellow eyes became wild in her head. Although young she was far from weak, maybe in this instance she was foolish, but it was rare. She made no move from her original position since it would be beneficial for her to see what the other wolf would do.

Words broke the silence while a light nose just barely touched her pelt. A flood of panic and anger spilled into Ryan's gut and she jumped swiftly with long legs a good yard from the other women. The touch sent sparks into her skin causing feelings she was horrified of. Physical contact had been something so rare in her life she hated when ever it happened.

Gathering herself Ryan sat very calmly with a witty smile perched on her face. The female wolf was so soft with a stranger who had just intruded on pack lands. It was good luck for her she was, but for the packs future it could mean disaster. Ignoring her first question Ryan answered the later figuring it was none of her business as to why she had wandered onto the pack lands. "Apparently, the bunch of you smell like a rotting corpse. It's hard to miss." The she wolfs husky voice dripped with the intended insult. She had no intention of letting this woman baby her like some whelp. Her only ear perked forward on her head as she awaited a reply, the left ear useless due to the lack of one. The blood had started to crust onto the missing appendage leaving a nasty mangled mess upon her head. It was something she still had to attend to.


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