Blackfeather Woods Do you think it's to late for me?

           

He hesitated; a surge of power rushed her bloodstream. She settled more comfortably into a dominant stance. She was no weakling, and she would prove it to each of her new packmates. The only person she would step aside for being Black Hat. Padma wasn’t sure why, but the lanky man had a dangerous air to him. She had no desire to see him angry.

She was irked however as he addressed on the young man, when it was clearly her who was in-charge. Casting a glance toward the boy, before refocusing on the stranger. “Do you make it a habit of insulting everyone you hope to meet? I doubt our King would appreciate your tone.” If it was possible she held her head even higher, glaring down her nose at him.

There was no need to reveal any information by negating his assumptions. Padma would extract as much out of this encounter as she could before turning him over to Black Hat. She wasn’t an idiot, she didn’t trust Black Hat or this kid. If she was going to survive, she needed information.