in your darkest hour

She nodded and relaxed, even though it was only slightly, at Yildun's comforting words.

Hawkeye tilted her head slightly as what she assumed to be the Alpha approached; She easily had 50, maybe 60 pounds on the grey female. How did she become an Alpha? the inky black wolf asked herself.

After Yildun told Koontz about the business at hand, the black-pelted wolf voiced her points immediately. "Vilocity is my birth name, but I go by 'Hawkeye' due to my... vision." She had paused slightly, not wanting to sound too pretentious to the Alpha. If she decided to stick around, Koontz would know how unrivaled her vision was, and any form of bragging would not be needed. "I asked your Delta to call you, because I... I would like to hear from you why you allowed him into your pack. I... I am just very curious." Her face felt hot. She sounded absolutely ludicrous asking an Alpha out to answer such a lame question. "And... your pack. I would like to hear about it, as well." She said more confidently. Normally well-spoken, Hawkeye did not know what had gotten into her. It could possibly be the fact that she had never met another disabled wolf, especially one blind and ranked as a Delta.