Hushed Willows stuck on a chain

She was all but sinking into the ground by the time that she stammered anything out. Stark glanced over at Buchanan before returning his gaze towards her. Of course she wanted a home. Winter was fast approaching and they were working to handle the influx of children - Stark was vaguely aware of the fact that his bleeding heart taking in Amara and her young made it even harder on them. Had it not been for the trio of puppies they'd only have Tambourine and he was big enough he wouldn't need fussing after much longer. Stark swallowed thickly at the thought, a ripple running down his spine of some emotion he couldn't place. 

"What happened to your pack?" Stark asked curiously. "And what did you do in the pack?" He was going to assume that she hadn't lead, he'd expect a bit more confidence out of a wolf who'd proven themselves previously.