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Her posture shifts and she carries herself like the princess she is. She will rule this territory, Rule him. She can tell by his scent and form he is low born, a Cur.  A disgusting abomination that should have been slaughtered and left to rot. Still, she carefully constructs her face to hide the disgust. He is big, and bears the scars of a skilled warrior. For this, he is useful. 
"I caught your scent marks on the edge of the forest." She explains, as though it's obvious. "I am Heiress to the Bloodbourne Pack. However due to a...slight change in hierarchy I found myself here. I plan to reclaim my title as Queen. But a queen without subjects is well... pathetic. And that is where I feel you and I have similar frustrations."