Blacktail Deer Plateau Last Resort [IC Joining]

Prove herself. She could have gagged on the bile that swelled in her throat. Prove herself to be within numbers to better hunt? To eat at the charity of others? Intelligence would have been to continue along the path she had started not once but twice now and walk out of the territory. It too would have been being mindful of her proximity to the lands that smelled like those she had left behind. Had she wanted to remain subject to further insult, she would have remained within the mountains rather than at least stepping from them. "I will keep that in mind," her voice remained soft and cool. Only a few minutes in this female's presence, and already she had the frightening recurrence of the past coming true. Except in this instance there was no sire beside her to batter her off. Nor a crowd of wolves she was made to bow to. Better she cease now before even that part of the history became her present as well. "I will take up no more of your time," she rolled her shoulders forward as she shook out her matted mane, bearing down if only slightly to ward off the winter chill as she turned once again to leave.