Firefly Ravine Addressing what is mine is not new

Before the black wolf could speak any further, what seemed to be a wolfdog came bounding forward, her fur pattern envied by Sadie. She asked questions, bombarding Sadie with so many that her smile faltered a bit with annoyance.

This was no sprog, it was teen! Why was she so excited and happy? Saide overlooked her before bringing back her charming yet crooked smile. Ye that excited to see a new face lass? She asked, curious about the wolfdog.

The man, named Zephyr, calmed her down. He looked like the father, though genetics must've made them fortune's fools. She decided to answer the excited one, Rain's, questions.

Nice to meet ye two mateys. To answer ye question, Oi be a new recruit by cap'n Sen. 

To Sadie, being friends was a foreign term. She had acquaintances, but not any good friends. With her torn up family and past, it was hard for her o actually consider any wolf like that. They all back stabbed her, they all lies, they all turned on her.

But these nice folks looked different. Perhaps Rain would be her first friend.