Running away, finding myself

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Despite her usual demeanor, it was possible for Iris to be calm and collected. Unfortunately her current feelings did not agree. It wasn't like she was shaking in nervousness, but there was something bugging her at the back of her mind, reassuring herself that everything she had hoped for would burn in a fiery inferno. Among those things were, her parents finding her, her brother finding her and the Alpha that she hoped to impress, rejecting her. Upon entering the Teekon Wilds, she learned that life as a lone wolf was not that what she expected. The strong, picking on you, the wildlife, damaging you, and even the weak but with a pack, taunting you. It just wasn't for her. And plus, she had heard of a pack, Black-something that was based solely on praising the "night mother" and had a cult of assassins, spies and murderers at their fingertips. Despite her Alpha lineage, she couldn't face that, no matter how hard it was for her to admit.

Her ears perked up, awaking herself from deep thought. Her nerves vanished and her mind instantly tried to recall the lessons her parents had forcefully instructed her. However, Iris had not exactly payed much attention, solely to annoy her father. She cursed, only wishing she could remember. But when the Alpha emerged, she felt a sense of relief and confidence. Whatever happened within the next few minutes would disintegrate the last strings keeping her attached to her last pack. Now before the Alpha, she was ready. She lowered her head, remembering to show the Alpha that he was dominant. She didn't exactly like it, to her it was her showing weakness, but she knew that it was a sign of respect. "Hello. My name is Iris and I request you permission to join the ranks of your pack, Frostfire Ridge" She said firm and straightforward.