am I brave or just a fool?

"I'm fine. No harm no foul. Nice to meet you as well. Since your name is so utterly long, might I call you Feli? You can call me Tac if it makes it easier on ya." She said with a smile. When he asked if she was new to the area and then commented that her pelt had no pack-scent on it, she sighed. "I was formerly a pack wolf before... things happened. I am new to the area though." She answered. Almost so silent as to not be heard, she murmured a slight prayer in French. "Que les esprits reposer leurs âmes...(May the spirits rest their souls...)"

The piebald female missed her parents and pack. She had a story that told of what happened, but she wasn't interested in telling it to someone she just met a few moments before. Her siblings still lived, though she wanted to murder her older brother. He was the reason the pack was gone. At this thought, she let out an involuntary growl. It wasn't aimed at Feli though. Her eyes had glassed over while she thought but a shake of her head brought her back to the present.