Who will save me?

Imena listened carefully, lifting up her head but not looking directly at him. She gave good thought to his words before she would reply. She was glade he trusted her enough to give some pack information. Eyes hardened at the mention was one his healers was attacked. " I know the basics in healing, more advanced and serious wounds and illnesses i brought up to my healer. Grumpy old man never taught much. But i learned enough from watching. I am sorry to hear that one of your members was attacked and i hope they recover quickly and soundly." She paused for a moment to think over her defensive tactics. She didn?t like fighting really, it wasn?t her thing. But she had never thought about having to protect herself, only the young?ens ones."To be honest, i never fought much. My soul purpose was to protect the young and i would even if cost me my life. I wouldn?t say i am advanced in defensive tactics but i am not clueless. May the any foolish wolf have mercy should they harm anyone under my protection." At the end she let out a soft growl. She was serious and true about what she said. Imena was only four years, so she was still a bit young. she had lived a blessed life to never have to fight for her life. She had only fought off a bear once to protect the den. And in her birth pack, she had been just about the lowest ranking wolf. Being such, fighting was not what you did, you didn?t have the right to do so among the others.
She thought about the wolves she had met recently. She had in fact met a white female. Ah, she had met Erani."Is your sister, perhaps Miss Erani? I had meet her a few day ago among the willows." She asked with a slight tilt to her head