Swiftcurrent Creek by jove

Kaskara's heart ached for the girl as she told her about her parents, about how she was adopted by wolves when her coyote mother and siblings perished. Though she felt for her, Kaskara betrayed no hint of that emotion on the outside, though her brows rose in interest. If she had been raised by wolves, then she would understand the wolf hierarchy, pack dynamics, and could be a useful asset.

She had no issues with coyotes, but she wasn't sure about the others. She wasn't even certain if Scimitar would allow it, but Kas thought Tomahawk would make a good addition to their pack. "I'm sorry for your circumstances, Tomahawk. I'm Kaskara, the beta of Swiftcurrent Creek." She gestured toward the pack lands behind her with the sweep of her muzzle. Turning back to her, Kas continued. "We are a large and prosperous pack, which makes us targets for hatred and envy. How would you contribute if allowed to live here?"