turn of events

Oh, but she was nervous! She'd never been part of a pack before. She'd never even been near or seen such a large group of wolves before. What was going to happen?! Rue could only hope that Indigo would keep her safe. She would cling to him like sap, she was sure. He assured her that this pack was run by his grandmother, but still... weren't old wolves mean? Or stern at the least. Butterflies cycloned around in the spotted girls belly and when the call came, she almost fainted.

Bobbed tail tucked tight against her rump, the nervous young lady padded forth into the light and almost keeled over. His grandmother was huge and imposing. The scars on her face were terrifying and the missing eye...? Rue swallowed hard and almost debased herself before the grey woman, refusing to meet her gaze. Where was she even supposed to look? "He-hello..." it was all that she could manage. Suddenly her throat had gone incredibly dry. She wanted to sink into Indigo's purple coat. She wanted to disappear. She wanted anything other than the womans cold yellow eye on her.