A future in your paws

Kitsune was a princess in a royal court. She prided herself on her courtly mask, and she wore it well. If the other wolf was reading distress in her attributes, he was reading only what he wanted in her politely blank face. The more distressed she became, the more calm her face. He made it clear that he would indeed be changing the ranks of the pack. It was possible that she would have no place here. She was not sure how or why her mother would have allowed this, or if Kitsune would even have a future in an Ashen created in Chimera's image. But she didn't let him see her doubts. 


She dipped her head low again “thank you for your time, Uncle” She said sweetly. No, she would certainly not let him see her distress. She did not yet know what she wanted from these changes, but her courtly mask would help to leave her choices open.