Big Salmon Lake And through the night, so it seems I'm not breathing

Apologies for the delay, classes have been crazy this week. Congrats on the new pack. :D

The story of her patriarch had seemingly enriched Bronco and he complimented on his intelligence. Her father had discernment and sharpness about him that was highly gifted, perhaps by too much.  Zsuzsa’s pride in her bloodline and origins was a double-edged sword to her. The Mackenzie received the gift of astuteness from her family line that consisted of resilience and perseverance, but the rest of the world didn’t see the darker side of control and oppression. In the manner of Bronco, Zsuzsa did not want to dwell on the topic of her father either. ”Once upon a time, yes.” She responded, but judging by the tone her voice took, it was a topic she wanted to drop.
 
Indulging in the meaty and tender parts of her goose, Zsuzsa was content to listen to the rest of Bronco’s story. The antagonist fit the role of an evil character: darkly cloaked, bright eyes she could imagine flashing with an unhinged hunger of fight. Thankfully the assailant was not seen since that time, and Zsuzsa would be sure to keep the description in the back of memory if she so happened to encounter the same wolf on her own terms. ”From the sound and look of it, seems like you would be able to handle whatever comes your way. There’s a lot of bad out there nowadays.” From being a lone wolf, she saw the other side of the coin without having a pack to protect you and provide nourishment to stay alive. Encountering Bronco today had been a treat so far and she felt somewhat of what a ‘normal’ life would be.