Haunted Wood undique

"No, I am not," Norah shook her head. "From what I have learned by now they are an old-blood family. Do not let strangers in easily," she stated the fact dryly. There was no feeling of disappointment in her voice. She had never strived to snivel up to the leaders. Ever respectful and polite on the facade, in her mind it was the pack itself that had to live up to her expectations. 

"But it may change in time," Norah shrugged. "All old-bloods need a refreshment time from time," she remarked cryptically. "So - are you related to the family or you were sourced from outside?"