a demon in wolf's clothing

She heard a growl come from the girl's throat. Her ears twitched. If she wanted to get into a fight with her, she could get it. But when the dark girl spoke, her voice was calm, "Yes I am." But she looked up at the girl with stern eyes, "Why I came here however, is not your concern. Nor anyone's concern." She looked down and stretched out her limbs. "Don't take it personal. I just don't like to talk about my past. I only look to the future. My future is here and now." It was true. She never spoke of her childhood to anyone. It was for her ears only. Besides, she felt it wasn't much of a fuss. People who talked about their pasts were weaklings, as her father had informed her. She was born into a very strict and organized world. Law and order was her backbone.