Hushed Willows my heart is my armor

Kunik rolled her eyes at the woman's superiority. She was no one to Kunik, certainly not her Alpha. Octavia may think she was big shit wherever she came from but here she was just a pregnant refugee. Kunik shook her head in disdain as she moved away.

"Fine, smother in a swarm. I'm going back to the Crook." She didn't wait to see what the she wolf would do, moving to take shelter in the central den.