Relieved at the satisfaction her lame answer brought to him, she allowed her muscles to relax, he was not a prying wolf -- which was both a relief and a shame. She would've wanted to get information out of him, but at the same time she wouldn't want to risk having him leak out information from her.
Like him, Cara also shared some Artic ancestry. Her mother, just a faint ghost in her memory had also sported a perfectly immaculate coat, that could be seen through glimpses of Cara's coat which had also been adorned with her father's tenously drawn markings above her face and upper back."Actually to be honest, I've just seen like three or four like you" she barked with a slightly amused smile curving her lips. Jinx, Lecter, Keith and Ragnar.
."New huh?" she mused, suddenly cupping her ears in his direction, ."The pack I come from -- Where I live and hope to die is called Ouroboros Spine" she explained, feeling a rush of pride shoot through her chest as she spoke of her home.