Redtail Rise She will promise you more than the guarden of eden

The man who came was large...But the closer they got, the more she recognized youth in his features. In spite of his size, there was something about his face, and the texture of his messy fur that made Lilia think that they must be somewhere around the same age. Her opinion isn't changed; they'd been pursing one just as young as her only days ago. One her age had killed her packmate. This one would not be given the benefit of the doubt just because he was young. She was young too- and would not be underestimated. 

She watched him with critical eyes as he slunk forward, and she unsheathed her teeth with a hiss of her breath to warn him. One could just as easily take a strike at a wolf's throat, if they approached from a crouch. But it became clear he intended no such thing- and instead, begged to join them. The display was off-putting, even though it did please her to see someone grovel at her feet. She relaxed her lips. 

She tilted her head back- flaunting her comfort now- and cackled for a moment, a wild and whooping sound, before she snapped her chin to her chest, and bared her teeth in a savage grin. "You wanna be one of uth?" She mocked, and snorted. "You an' everyone elthe," She drawled. "Why should we want you?" She demanded, arrogantly. He looked strong...And he didn't even need to clean himself up to look attractive- though Lilia hoped he would. Scruffy wasn't exactly to her taste.