know your place

Shalla raised a brow as he explained a long-distant past. An Empire... Shalla could only imagine how many Wolves that would have to make up an Empire. Curiosity swam through her for a moment but her thoughts shifted completely when his next words filled the cave. An invitation. It'd been nearly a year since she last belonged to a pack, it had been the pack she was born into... One of which that ended in disaster. The babe shoved those worrisome thoughts away as she focused on the situation at hand.

Being a loner had incredible benefits. The freedom to do literally anything she pleased. If she didn't like her view she'd relocate to find another one. She could talk to whomever she wished and didn't have to worry about those she didn't like. When anyone unsavory came around Shalla merely removed herself from the situation and moved on. These are all things she could not do in a pack. But, a pack brought a whole different deck of cards. Permanent shelter, safety, and potentially friends. Shalla did have moments of lonliness being a rogue and now more then ever, due to the weather, it was weighing on her heavily. Being cooped up alone in a cave all day and night was sort of driving her mad. She was not an introvert at heart and did enjoy socializing. A pack could aid in that.

Shalla let out a long breath, her thoughts were becoming exhausting at this point. It seemed reckless to join an unknown pack with an invitation from a Wolf she hadn't even learned the name of yet. "Tell me of your pack." A simple demand spoken in supple feminine tones.