Blackfeather Woods Have you heard of the midnight killer?

Venus returned her harshness with slit eyes. She didn't need special treatment. She knew she was the new one, not at an advantage. Her body language showed she knew she wasn't top dog. She didn't want to come of like that, because that has angered her in the past with others. Venus liked how harsh this female was. She wasn't and frilly flowers and butterflies wolf, which those wolves made her want to vomit. The only true emotion that Venus showed was interest, but you had to be a miracle worker to pull that out from her harsh eyes. She shifted her back paw back. She nodded at the strangers question about being new. 

"I joined Blackfeather Woods because I don't like messing around. I hate wimps and frankly, the disgust me. From what I've seen so far, I like it. This pack is not here to drag dead weight." Her voice was harsh. She was extremely serious about this. She wasn't here to take up space. She was here to do what she did best at, and nothing less.