Bearclaw Valley So you say I'm complicated

Koume respected no one truly, she just knew how to kinda act like it. Blackfeather had taught her anyone could and would be turned cruel or twisted given the circumstances, perhaps she had crumbled under the same curse of the shadows but had not noticed it yet, so why respect anyone? He was the leader. If she wanted to join his pack, than the only one she would respect was him. Clearly he thought otherwise, and Koume lowered her lightened ears apologetically. She really couldn't care less, she just wanted a home. Now.

But fate had different plans. Fuck, that horrid smell was still on her? She backed off just a step, lowering herself even more. She didn't want a fight, especially because she had no idea what connection this guy had to her former "home". I left the woods days ago to find a more peaceful existence. I know the pack I hail from lies, but I certainly do not. I am simply seeking a home. She answered ever so fucking carefully.