Blackfeather Woods that look in your eyes

The woman introduced herself with an extravagant title thrown at the end of her own name, something that near had the girl raise a brow. The title had the air of being something akin to an alpha, but the simple title obviously wasn't good enough for these wolves. Nevertheless, she hardly said anything, knowing well enough that every wolf here, as it stood, was her superior. Her next words, however, had the girl's eyes spark momentarily. "I am not stupid. Better to join you than rot in the caves. Besides, I hardly have anything to lose." 

The words were true, she did not see a future other than this one where she might forge her own path. The only link she clung to outside the wood was her mother; and besides, she had come to the general consense that her mother was better of without her; the last of her failed family vanished. That, however, was not enough to stop that guilt and longing that tugged at her, but that was better of ignored.