The Blood Princess grinned at the girl, she was most interesting. Those who came here were not scared of the darkness that was Hawthornes types. But this girl seemed terrified of her. Her head tilted to the side as she sat down, listening to the girl attempt to stumble out a response. “I-I’m Gaëlle, and I’m looking f-for a home in a pack. I-I have chosen Hawthorne, if you would a-accept me.” Her head raised high still as the horns on her crown reached for the sky.
Her head straightened, a smirk on her face. "Gaëlle, is it? My mother would have my head if I turned away a child. You have nothing to fear, dear." Her attitude seemed to change with the quickness. "We do not often find wolves of your kind at our borders, but we do not eat our own. If it's home you seek, consider it granted. Perhaps you can train as a solider, Zeta or Theta. All of those spots are currently filled aside from Sigma, but we never know when someone will meet their demise or simply choose to disband."
Walk, "Talk", Think.
"I DID NOTHING WRONG BUT I GOT ON THE BLACKLIST."
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