The she wolf didn't look very strong. Actually she looked next to weak. Which was good since Svara didn't have to worry about the girl being some psycho killer and doing any harm while they were sleeping. Waving her hand at the girl to stop running her mouth the constable spoke. "Yeah Yeah information...you want a pack? We got one if you do say no more." The rain was getting worse making the she wolf growl and bring her paw over her head to wipe away the water. God she hated being wet.
"Leroy pick her up if she wants to come with us." Svara doubted the girl would be able to make the journy back to the house the way she was. If she didn't want to join the pack, the constable had no intention of taking her into her home. She was heartless for strangers, and would leave her out here to die, but first she'd push her off the border so she didn't die on pack territory. Looking at the meat the male was holding she smirked a little. "I'll carry the fawn." The she wolf said. A moment later she was shifted standing in her luperci form, long red hair hanging down her back. Even scarred she was beautiful.