Cold can stain, but fur can wash up[joining]

The girl didn't do very well in the cold, and to top that off it was winter. Though Eren herself was sure that she'd be fine if she simply trained herself to become used to it, and even then she could find other ways to get warm could she not? She was a smart wolf, and no less than an ordinary either. She had nothing special about her, not that she would say was special anyway. Black and gray fur over a medium sized body of thirty inches in height. Her cheeks were laced with gray strange of fur, as well was the top of her head reaching down her back. What was most to be caught about her though, was her odd glowing sea green eyes. In all this snow, it made her seem like a black ghost of death coming to haunt this pack. Eren was far less than a ghost though, and even though the girl was mysterious she sought nothing from others. If they wanted to make the effort to be her friend she'd be loyal, but only if she got so close to them. She had trust problems, but because she was afraid they'd leave her behind. Her family had never cared about her, so she tried her best to care for others. Even if she could, the girl saw herself as untalented, with no goals for the best of her, and just trying to survive the days upcoming on her mental calender.

The snow was soft under her paws as she trudged along, ears perked as to listen to any source of noise in the day. This place seemed strange, it was so thick, maybe it was because of the mass amount of wolves that lived here? The girl stopped at the edge of the borders, wagging her tail slightly so that she could calm her nerves. She whined slightly and took in a deep breath, what was the worse that could happen right? Eren raised her head and let out a sharp bark. Her voice was small, and quiet with thin lines of nervous in it. After that she sat down with a thump in the snow, tilting her head. Respect was key right? That was what wolves would give her if she gave it to them, after all she bared no ill will to anyone and even when they did something wrong it was hard for her to hold onto a grudge. Not unless they kept doing it over and over again. The only odd thing about her was her sadism, but only with the dead and injured. Though to do it on a living wolf, well that would have been a dream come true. Only if the wolf wanted it though, she wouldn't dare have risk to lose a friend like that. How come her family had been so different from her? Why was she so different, Eren wasn't sure. Yet, it was best to make what she had, and continue on to be of some use to herself.