Redhawk Caldera you did not break me

Never once had it occurred to her that she might be turned away on merit of her youthful age – instead, she feared she would botch up any chances she had of joining a pack by saying something wrong.
 
The moment the ebony male came to view, the girl lowered herself instantly – her tail tucked delicately behind her, her ears splayed back and her eyes found their way to his paws. She was completely at his mercy should he choose to attack, and she managed to withhold a wince as his tone broke the silence. “Allure Frostfur,” she offered, her own tone softer in comparison. “I’m looking to join a pack.”
 
She paused then, knowing her father did not like strangers who took forever to get to their point – but it had always seemed impatient to her. Still, it was unlikely he would let her in the pack with her name alone, and attempting to lower herself even more to the ground, the girl continued. “I’m young, but I’m looking to take on a hunter role – and my brother has taught me a few things about plants and medicines,” she finished, only then realizing how absolutely unimpressive her resume was.