They call me Grace

She was an alpha? Mara was super surprised. She didn't seem like the kind of wolf that would be a good alpha, but never mind that, she would hopefully never meet her again.

"Well, I didn't know that every rabbit in the whole damn world belonged to her" the little russet girl retorted, wrinkling her nose at the thought of that annoyingly mean wolf. Did she really need to get so worked up about one little rabbit that wasn't even hers? It just seemed like a waste of time to Mara. She wondered how her brother could live with someone so bossy and spiteful.

"Kinda glad she's not my alpha. Don't think I'd survive that." the sunset girl muttered half under her breath.