Phoenix Maplewood not from others

Alya stared at the woman, breathing sharply through her nose and counting slowly to ten. When she finished, she still had to held back from saying, "What the fuck ARE you good for, then?" That just wouldn't be helpful.

Might make her feel better, though.

"Well, don't let me keep you, then," she said, turning away from the other to hide the dejection that didn't actually show on her face. Even feeling it was something she wanted to hide from. Why did she want these wolves to befriend her, anyway? Friends always deserted you in the end, and it wasn't as though she was planning to stick around for them.

It was just - she was so bored and lonely, and she missed her family and her sisters and her mountain home... nothing, it seemed, would be alleviating that today.