Hushed Willows In Need of A Hunter?

Grace lowered herself, flattening her ears and averting her golden eyes at the alphas arrival. She opened her mouth to explain, flinching at his shift in body language, but was stunned when his anger wasnt aimed at her. What did she do? She thought back to when the situation was reversed, what Nova had done. SILENCE. Her mother had stayed quiet, let the others speak. This was not her pack, and not her place to speak. His words hurt though, and she felt her pride hurt. She could hunt as well as anyone else! Still though, she kept her jaws shut and listened to her mothers words.