Hushed Willows Shake The Willows

Grace couldn't help but laugh, a rare grin spreading across her maw as she looked to the Beta. He seemed to think she was better at this than him, and she rolled her golden eyes. Her voice was teasing still, but he words weren't a lie. She really didn't fall for the fact she'd have an easier time than him finding someone. 
                  "A big, handsome, healthy man has less of a chance than a crippled little girl? You jest well, Stark, but I don't believe a word of it."
His talk of them needing to be accepted brought prickles to her heart, and she found another thing she didn't believe. For the right one, she would leave if they weren't accepting of her choices. Just like she had for Nova, the very reason she was here. Not that she wanted to leave the Marauders, of course, for this is where she felt like she truly belonged. Warbone had been gruff, judgemental of her leg, but he was a good person and a better alpha. Just like Tavi, she believed.