Ankyra Sound Let the masquerade begin

The truth of the matter was Raleska didn't need a reason to be prickly. She was prickly before Vengeance had ever stepped foot near the Monolith forest; she would be prickly long after. It was just a simple part of her that would always be defensive, and always be on edge.

Her gaze was critical as it read the man's features; she did not believe his posture was genuine, but she had no experience or way to articulate it. She only had the shrewdness she was born with, the cleverness inherited from her mother.. something tugged in her gut, but she had no word to describe it.

"I wouldn't know. I've never been a lone wolf." Raleska replied to the male's explanation rather unkindly, uncaring if it was flippant. There had been a brief period of her life where she and her mother had been dispersal wolves, but she had never been by herself. She did not know how lucky she was to always be surrounded by a community. "If you're looking to join, don't you want to know anything about this pack first? And why this pack instead of others?"