Jade Fern Grove And I'm definitely sure I would know if she was part shark

Orson laughed, this time out loud for a brief bark. Packborn, packraised. Doesn't know anything else. She'd heard all the things about lone wolves dying, but she'd always failed to find a place that stuck to her or that she stuck to. Oh yer right, I should be doing that, shouldn't I? She drawled in a mocking tone and rolled her eyes. I didn't think of that before! Orson raised a hindleg to scratch her ear. It ain't that easy, y'know? She spoke in her normal tone again. Y'can't just hop up to any ol' pack and beg 'em to take you in. 'Specially some of the groups y'find out there. Buncha loons, some of 'em. Orson muttered the last few words, gritting them through her teeth.