How to kill a King

She listened on has he spoke, and when an opportunity to convince him to let her join presented itself she didn't allow it to just slip by. "If the Brotherhood truly dwells within this pack than surely you will need someone to record its victories. To pass on information to future generations and to speak of the success and wealth of the mighty guild." She allowed a moment to pass before speaking again, and watched for his expression to determine if what she said made any difference. "I recorded my former pack's ways and would teach it to the young, but they are no more. Perhaps this skill could be of use to you now" and with that it fell silent as she waited for the male's reaction. She gave the information needed and no more, she had never been fond of speeches and would rather speak as little of her former pack as possible. 

A cool autumn breeze blew by shifting her furs and entangling them in each other. It wasn't often she was below others but that would be one of the many consequences she would face after failing her pack. She needed a new home and this was the first pack she had encountered, which is practically the only reason she was attempting to join. However she would put forth effort and would do her best to rise in the ranks if she gained acceptance. The alpha's statement of looking like a pet caused a bit of a stir in the woman. "I am no pet" she corrected him through an annoyed voice but pushed the ill-mannered words that stirred in her head away not wanting to speak out of line and upset her possible future alpha. "You may have someone try and bite it off, but everything you do I will have already attempted. It's not like I enjoy having a collar around my neck you know."