Broken Antler Fen The fallen one

FallenStar's eyes saddened a little bit. It was hard for her to talk about her old pack, as they had respected her. "Well...You see the silver spot on my forehead?" She pointed it out."That was the marking of my old pack, and it had't shown in the bloodlines for years." She went on. "You see, they believed I was a 'starwatcher',  or an angel. They treated me unfairly, like I was the alpha though I wasn't. I don't think a wolf should earn their position depending on the markings they have or the name they are given." She flicked her tail, whisking away flies as she spoke. "I wanted to be a beta not because of my blood but because of my qualities. Just because a coyote looks like a wolf, it doesn't mean that it lives in a pack or hunts elk." She gave a bit of a sad smile. "Plus, there were young ones in that pack who would have made good betas too, but I sort of took that away from them. I want to earn the trust, respect, and friendship of a pack to earn the honor of such a rank." She nodded her head, satisfied with how honest she had been.