Three Blind Mice

Pyrite hadn’t been able to leave Bronze quite yet, Sirius had been so kind to allow her entry to the pack that she believed it deserved a good try on her part. She was very much secretive and independent as a loner like her would be. Being social, friendly, and bright just were not her specialties. The young woman knew that pack life was different though, and she needed to pull her weight, even when she thought that taking care of herself was plenty. Pyrite never asked anything from anyone, but the added protection of the pack was enough she needed to pay back.

Curiously the silent beauty made her way to the beach side, eyeing their teacher with her sharp golden gaze. Pyrite never meant to be mean to anyone, but the northern wolf has always carried a cold air about her. The arctic lands infiltrated her mind, body, and soul.