How to kill a King

The edges of the wolfess's mouth began to pull upward, the beginning of a smile. She was glad the male seemed pleased with what she had to offer, though this night mother and dread father he spoke of were not familiar to her. She had only heard rumors of the Brotherhood's existence not who or what they worshiped. Her smile quickly drooped back down to her regular, dull, emotionless expression followed by the shaking of her head which indicated she did not know who they were. "Unfortunately I do not know who you speak of, though I am most willing to learn." 

She was prepared to do what was needed of her, and was quite looking forward to learning about this Brotherhood. She had always taught her young the same old thing, however now she had an opportunity to teach a different topic. When the alpha mentioned young, she became tense though quickly relaxed. Adelina was never one to like children other than her own. If a female had become pregnant in her pack she would give them a choice. Stay in the pack and sacrifice your children, or leave and attempt to raise them on your own. She would never allow her subordinates to become concerned about taking care of pups other than her own. 

Adelina dug her claws into the ground, messing with the dirt as the alpha voiced his concern about not wanting his pack to think he had accepted a dog into his ranks, though he did seem to accept the collar. He asked where she was from and why she wanted to join, questions she had no problem answering. "I was from a pack some miles from here that was called Gator Marsh. They were attacked and I could not find any survivors. I want to forget about my past and focus on the future, and that is why I wish to join your ranks." Simple but the truth.