as pretty as a picture haning from the fixture

The dark star turned to see a silvery wolf speaking to her. He bore the mark of Brotherhood. Most of the wolves she met where part of the dark Brotherhood. It made her feel left out on all the fun.

"Thank you. It's just a saying I do every night." She didn't notice that she was panting hardly after the run. But she wasn't so surprised. "Yes I am new. I came here as a refugee." Before she had come to the Teekon Wilds, humans had captured her and used her in dog fights. It was a terrible place to be. She had no choice but to beat down, nearly kill, dogs that were forced to fight her. She had made only a few friends, but still had to meet them in a battle. But luckily, she had the upper hand in the fights. She was bigger and stronger than most of the dogs.