This is starting to suck

She nearly jumped out of her skin at the loud bark, her drooping eyelids shooting wide open. Okay okay, she was awake! Damn. Mercy's purple eyes narrowed back down to tiny slits, gazing across the horizon until she spotted the white and blue wolf. Had she been the one to make all that sound? Mercy watched as the girl stamped on the ground, causing the woman to snort as she leaned back against the tree trunk behind her. She was several feet behind the stranger, close enough that her voice could be heard. "Having a hissy fit, little girl?" she asked out loud, a sneer on her lips as she eyed her. She almost looked like one of Valentine's kids, with the blue and the dots under her eyes. But she looked like she was at least a year old, and this was the first time that she had ever seen her before. There was a touch of Imperium scent on her, but there was still her own lingering smell under that. Ah, new blood. It was odd how much she looked like Valentine though, but she was missing his family scent on her. It took awhile for her to shake that thought from her mind though, her head literally shaking back and forth.

Rising from her spot, Mercy came a little closer to the younger female. The pale woman attempted to circle around her smaller frame, trying to keep about two feet between them as she inspected the other. "Life ain't fair, sweetheart. The sooner you remember that, the better." Her voice was brutally honest, and she really didn't care. She was helping, right? Good ol' Mercy was only trying to look out for the little one, right? She snorted to herself, licking her lips absentmindedly. "And just who are you, anyways? I haven't seen you around before, and you smell pretty new." There was a touch of suspicion in her voice, her smell was still new enough that she could very well be hiding out in the range without actually being a member of the pack.

"Speech"