Haunted Wood she was an orphan but raised by a cousin, who gave her the time

Hydra was wise, Conquest could tell immediately. If she truly was close to her father, she would be a valuable asset to have by her side. She nodded along as Hydra spoke, soaking in everything she was teaching even now. Like a sponge, she was thirsty for anything, any lesson, to grow and be nourished somehow more so than just food and water. She was starved for more.

Perhaps a mother, a father, a family the most. Something more than the bleak darkness which is all she had known than the brief time she had spent bickering with her siblings to survive when they were but whelps. Will you? She questioned it simply out of disbelief that this woman even considered teaching her anything further after this. For once, she felt hopeful. 

There was an air of apprehension at the mention of leaving with Hydra, away from the Haunted Woods that she had spent so long searching for. Flame licked eyes wandered the mist around them, knowing very well she would miss this. Again, her time here was so brief... she was already fighting anyone who dared walk through it, putting in the effort to take it - it was a hard pill to swallow. Eventually, those same eyes found their way back to the smaller, and yet larger than life wolf in front of her. With a shaky breath and a nod to steady her nerves, Okay. She accepted that for now, she would have to move on from the woods and claim it later.

Again the woman spoke, inspiring the little flame to become more than just an orphan trying to find her way back home. Her gaze hard with determination, she found her voice and a certain pride once again. I will not let either of you down. Either as in Vengeance, and Hydra. From here on out, she would step into the massive prints left behind by her father and build on what he had left behind; and his partnership with Hydra would be seen as nothing less than a gift left to her, by him.