Moonspear Help My Dreams

Seeing what he assumed to be one of the alphas approaching, Harley lowered himself to the ground and let his ears lower. All around, his body went into submission. He waited a moment for her to speak, but soon realized she was waiting. He mentally cringed, knowing that she probably already realized something was off about him. The half breed spoke as respectfully as he could, making an obvious effort not to make eye contact. His amber eyes watched her paws as he spoke, glancing up every few words.
        "Hello ma'am, my name is Harley. I'm looking for a home. I know how to survive, but I don't excel in anything. I grew up as a stray, but my mother was a wolf. I didn't know her, and I'm now looking to learn how she lived. Why she didn't want to raise her litter.
Harley felt his heart racing as he thought about what else to say. Sure, he'd been to many packs and asked the same, but perhaps he was saying something wrong? He just had to be careful, he didn't want to look weak or helpless, because he was far from.
                   "My father, a German Shephard, raised me with his sister after my mother left. He taught us how to fight, and to hunt, to take care of ourselves, but we all lived on an abandoned human farm. My siblings were content there, but I want to learn how to live like a wolf, out here. I want to learn to be a storyteller, and a caregiver. I promise to work hard and contribute in anyway I can, anyway you need, and I'm a great learner...."
Falling silent, Harley looked up at Amekaze with an almost pleading look in his amber eyes and awaited her judgement.