we are the hunters, hot as flames! we are the hunters, cold as ice!

sorry for the late reply and sucky post, my muse has been all over the place lately :/

Faith turned around slowly, looking down at her furry paws with a melancholy expression on her face. She shuffled her paws around in the damp earth, then raised her head. "Sorry..." she mumbled quietly, just audible for him to hear. "I have no where to stay, I was just looking around for a home..." The fae's voice was laced with sadness. She should have never come to this foreign land, it was useless for her to try and find a pack. Being incredibly stubborn, she hated succumbing and resorting to sympathy and submissiveness in order to get something, but it seemed inevitable now. "Sorry again..." The pale wolf sighed before raising a paw to step and leave.