Blackfeather Woods A howl at the border

Venus stiffened as the new wolf sniffed her and fought back the urge to snap. She watched the male circled her. Her ears flat against her head. She didn't appreciate how he acted so high and mighty. 
"Im here to see if this pack is right for me. The other packs seem to light and feathery. I don't think they now how to fight, I think this might be the only pack that isn't afraid to get their paws dirty."
She sounded confident. She didn't want to mess around. She wanted what she wanted and she wasn't going to sugar coat her personality to ease her way in. She stood tall and held her tail a little lower than her back, trying to look confident, but not cocky.
"My name is Venus."