Neverwinter Forest No More Running

Aurora. Aurora Icefur. She stated with a bit more confidence. He hadn't killed her yet. I have knowledge of the North and I'm relatively skilled at hunting. I'm not one for much strength, but if you need speed, I'm your wolf. She had never been one for answering questions eloquently. She tended to forget the words she wished to speak. 

She didn't know much about these wolves at all. Hopefully she had chosen a nice enough group. If not, she could fend for herself. She just hoped she had gotten far enough South that she could live out of the shadow of the wolves of the North. While they had not mistreated her, she had not belonged. She hesitated slightly. What if they didn't want her because of her pale fur? Would it make a difference? She wasn't sure how often wolves her color ventured this far away from the land of constant snow. She began to shift her weight nervously as doubt began to cloud her mind.