Ankyra Sound No one's pet

Luckily Devin didn't have to wait long before a handsome white and golden tan male, with icy eyes like her own. She looked him over a few times, he was quite large and a bit intimidating, but seemed around her age. She bowed her head, clearly by the way he held himself, tail held high, that he was of high rank. Upper tier likely. He gave an brief introduction of the pack and himself. Kjalarr, that was a mouthful. But of course she wouldn't say it aloud. Her jokes could be taken as insults sometimes, and she definitely didn't want to insult this beta.

I'm Devin, and I'm looking for a pack to stay with for now. I can hunt for you, and I'm looking to learn some medicine, so I can offer what I already know. I'm not picky about rank, all I want is a place to stay for this shitty famine. I promise I will be loyal to this pack and only this one, and help you all in any way I can. The small white coywolf kept herself lowered to the ground tail tucked a bit. She knew if she made a wrong move, Kerchief or whatever his name was over there could easily take her down. So she simply should t be making any wrong moves.