Porcupine Ridge Tired of wandering

The girl submitted – though not as much as she would have expected, given the girl was seeking entrance in to their pack. She felt a surge of annoyance that Taggarik seemed to quietly command others about him to slip in to unmistakable submission – they practically rolled over for him the moment his eyes hit them. And Capri? She got a head nod.
 
“And what’s your name?” She attempted to keep the irritation from her tone – her own form stiff as she took another few steps closer to the youthful girl. She leaned forward, taking in the girl’s scent – she seemed healthy enough. Nothing alarmed her enough to turn the girl away, yet. “And why are you a lone wolf?”