Leave your heart on the table [Joining]

<3 I has permission to skip Cherokee from WolfEyez

Arya rose, these packs were not like the ones that she was from, and she was completely fine with that since she preferred not to grovel in front of others, only when it was necessary for her specific job or something she wanted to get done [like joining a pack]. She was asked a question, and for once she felt like she could respond truthfully with an entire story, but she said one word, then another and another. The words were almost painful as she spoke them. She was, of course, pretending about most of the pain, the only true pain was with her mother, and the children who had been killed by others because she refused to kill them.


"Murder, many many murders. There was a time, when wolves paid me in food or shelter to commit the crimes against woman, man, sometimes children though I did refuse to hurt children. I?m ashamed to say I did kill the men and women." She admitted to the female who called herself the alpha of the lands, and she felt a bit complete coming clean, though deep down she still have that petty urge to rip a throat out. Her duty to wolves was to kill; she was an assassin by heart technically.


She had no idea why she spoke the truth the wolves before her that she barely knew. "I apologize for the strange amounts of submission, in my homelands, loners always cowered before pack members and lower pack members cowered before the higher members and so I just assumed it was the same here." She gave an excuse for what she figured was odd behavior to them judging by their reactions to her. She probably appeared weak, or fragile, over worried. But she was far from all of those. One day she hoped a pack of her own would grace her, but it was not the time.


She noticed the male seemed to stay silent, it made her know, or think, that either he was just a very silent male or there was still the formality of letting the alpha do the talking on what she always seemed to call ?pack business?. She didn?t even have a name for the male, but the female?s name reminded her of one of the gods she was raised to believe in. Jupiter was the king of the gods, and he was married to the queen of the gods named Juno.