Oh hi Lieu :P
Bella shifted her gaze away from the hare when the rude female hid it away from her, and with her head low she apologized "Sorry..." she said. But what was most upsetting was the next comment from the golden female. Stray. That was the only way she could be called now. But it wasn't like it was her fault, she was young and was driven out of her home without having much training about life. Ignorance was bliss for the yearling when she still made part of Highmere, but the real world was making sure her ignorance would pay.
The young beauty used to be good at fishing, she often did it with her brother Maverick back home, but now she was too weak to even try. She used to run faster than both her brothers, and sometimes even faster than her own father, which was of good use the few times she went hunting with the pack even though she never got to take down the prey -that was her brothers' part- but once again, she was now too weak to even try. The life of a stray was hard, and she had seen it for herself, she felt ashamed for the poor performance as a loner so far, but yet again, it wasn't her fault, she tried hard for weeks without much success, and the hunger started to take advantage making her even weaker every day, making it even harder every day.
Stray. That was the title she wore now for being pretty, because being pretty was the reason she was driven out of her own home. Even though she was oblivious about it, Sloane had been the one to send that man to kill her, and she'd be dead if it wasn't for his compassion. Bella needed a place to belong if she wanted to get on her feet again, and Danica was the first wolf she'd seen in weeks, so the young stray couldn't afford to turn down the opportunity when there were so little.
Her tail tucked between her legs when the Alpha set on fire made her entrance "This is no place for beggars..." she said with a flat tone and a harsh look upon the girl. But "beggar" was too much. Arabella was no beggar even though she was weak, Arabella was no beggar even though she had no home, Arabella was no beggar when the hunger threatened to kill her, and she wasn't being a beggar now. She had drooled a little for that hare, she had, but she wasn't begging for it. It was the golden female's hard work what got her the precious hare, and Bella respected that. "I'm not begging you," she stated firmly but still addressing the respect they deserved in their own lands. "But I wouldn't be a stray if I belonged somewhere.... It's been hard... " she said turning her eyes to her left with the last words. She didn't expected being well received by the females now, not after their comments, but she didn't lose anything with trying.