Sunspire Mountains Return Of The White Wolf

Ezimette was trembling. Her eyes gazed into Asterr's with an honest fear. "Thank you alpha," was all she had been able to whisper. She ducked her head and lowered her body. She placed her tail close down by her legs and exposed her neck in submission. Ezimette was mortified that she had been placed in the lowest rank of the pack, but she was in it, and that was all that mattered. she would serve these wolves and take whatever punishment they thrust at her.
    She took on a very submissive posture, though it was a bit difficult due to her long legs. "Where must I go?" She asked softly, her eyes looking down. Her white coat swished in the wind and her scruff was blown around a bit. She was in a stance of what she only knew as respectful or submissive, or at least that's what she had observed of other packs in her times of wandering.