Snippet #1900063

Scarny looked out the window and smiled when she saw her pack. She felt like she was dreaming. Her father had just died and she was already the pack leader. She quickly made changes too. She found her mate, allowed her brother in, and was already secretly thinking of children. Specifically one actually. The little girl that is aloud to live in the pack house. She had no parents when she arrived so they gave her a room in the pack house. Most people didn't want to live in the pack house. Manley the pack mothers and the alphas occasionally betas. So they had plenty of rooms. She was going to bring the thought up with Rafe tonight after supper. She didn't want to get the girls hopes up because Rafe had never brought up the topic of children.

She saw Ryla and quickly went to her and picked her up. "Hello Miss Ryla!" She smiled up at the girl she held above her. She loved doing this. "Isn't your birthday soon? Or did it already pass?" She asked jokingly. She really didn't know because the little girl never told her. She had seen the cutest little teddy bear for her though. She also had a dress from when she was her age and it just went with the whole wolf thing. She hoped it was soon but not to soon because she wanted to plan first.

She didn't wait for the girl to reply before she set the girl down and led her to the door. She looked out then smiled at the girl wanting to spill everything. She opened the door. "Hurry up everyone the foods getting cold!" She shouted out. Then she looked at Rafe "Can you take Ryla to her seat, please?" She begged her eyes pleading. She pulled the puppy dog eyes next. "She was impatient so she couldn't wait for an answer. She smiled a thank you and handed her over.

She saw the Rafe was with Blair. Being the jealous type that she is she well got jealous. She looked at her and quickly shifted into her wolf. He coat basically glowed next to the green grass. She passed by staring at her. The only flaw was that she had a large scar destroying her coat all the way from her tail to her eye. She tempted anyone to ask about the scar. She slightly hoped her beta would ask about the scar so she could show her dominance. That is my mate. This is my pack. She thought as she darted off towards woods for a last look through. She was running faster than usual hyped up on jealousy adrenaline. She could tell her hackles had raised. She felt dangerous.