Luneshale Pass Only angels fall

Safiya had found herself at the mercy of another pack. She had been brought here by that wolf. And every step reminded her of the day she was maimed. She was in constant fight mode. And as such she kept herself high up above all the peons of Soto. Growls and snarls were her only means of conversation if any came near her.

She didn't want to talk to anyone. And definitely not the wolves who had hurt her and her family. But as all hypocrites. She did not snarl at the man that had moved this all into motion. She kept that close to her chest. Far as she knew. No one knew her and she'd keep it that way.