Kintla Flatlands the sun has blinded me

Donna looked at the other male and frowned lightly. Her small frame side eyed him briefly. Didn't he know anything about her species? Probably not. Well then. She would need to educate him, or so it seemed. "No I don't know. I never lived in one" Donna's golden eyes settled on him. "I am an Iberian wolf. We are a subspecies of the Eurasian wolf or so my other told me. She came from overseas, and found her mate here, also shipped from somewhere else. They don't really speak this common tongue we speak. The area we came from as not much room for big packs. Slowly it became our nature to live in small packs. The only real pack I have ever been in is the one with my mom, dad and my two sisters. They got this weird thing around their neck, like mom. I escaped and traveled since then," she shrugged.

Her mother spoke often about this previous land of hers. She missed it. Donna could imagine she did, to be pulled from your home and placed in a new area. The dramatic female was glad her mom had met her dad. She was happy with him. "What I am saying is.. I don't know what it is like to be in a big pack with strangers. So don't mock me, mister!"