Blackfeather Woods Ghost of a Warrior

His sharp tongue cut whisper a bit. Don't bother applying? Really? Hmph. She would be able to get into this pack, she had just thought there was something she needed to do to initiate, like her last pack's battle ceremonies. "I would like to be a warrior of this pack, I just thought you may have an initiating ceremony in my last pack. Before a pup could become part of the tribe, they would have to battle another. Whoever won got the privilege of becoming a full pack member." She stated firmly "I see that this is not the case though...". Maybe this place wasn't for her...

Whisper wouldn't give up yet. She didn't know what to say next though. There was no way in hell she would repeat herself like a nervous wreck. She was unsure of herself. Part of her wanted to make a stinging remark, but the other wanted to be part of the pack...What to do? Her fiery eyes gazed upon him, thinking of what she should say now. She raised her willowy body a bit and tried to figure out what he was thinking. Strange...