Blackfeather Woods let's never be alone

no problems at all :)

The blackened, young she-wolf knew that she was, perhaps, coming off as a bit... Timid. Normally a confident and cocky animal, Roma hadn't had the pack experience in her life to teach her any better. In this moment, her lack of experience really showed. She could feel the males eyes harshly judging her. She wasn't thrilled about the whole thing, really, but felt as though a pack was her best bet at this point. Perhaps, maybe, she'd have no say in the matter though. 

The question that he had asked her, however, was certain valid. Raising herself up a bit, at least to appear less awkward then she had, she mulled over it. "I'm drawn to here." And she was - although the forest was barren now, she knew that when the lands regrew and replenished themselves, the forest would be a mysterious and dark place. The kind of place she'd want to stalk and hide in, the kind of place she belonged.