Duskfire Glacier Lost

If she had been calm, collected, like she was before everything happened, El might have noted his confusion with more awareness. But in her current state, the note was fleeting. 

As the Alpha introduced himself, Eldritch choked on her voice a couple times as she tried to get her vocal chords going again. She hadn't said a word since Blackfeather. And though her throat likely would have healed from screaming by now, it took a moment to remember how to speak.

"M...my name is Eldritch. I come from Blackfeather Woods, it...the forest...it caught fire, and I've been traveling ever since. I haven't stopped moving, not even to sleep..." She responded, taking a second to catch her breath again. 
"Skill-wise, I'm good with herbs and healing. I just...I really need somewhere to call home, now that Blackfeather has burned..." Though she wasn't directly begging him to allow her a place within his ranks, her white gaze may as well have been. Mercurial hues swirling with fear and hurt and some uncertainty.