Straining to keep herself low to the ground Anne twitched her ears listening to the two wolves voices. Then the dark male spoke. Voice like ice and ever so threatening. His voice scared her more than the other woman's anger.

"I.. I did come from the mountains. From the foot of them. My parents.. My..pack.. they just..threw me out here.. I don't know why.. Why? Why would they do that? Without even teaching me how to survive out here? " She stammered a bit holding back tears both from fright of sadness. She had been fully betrayed by her human pack. Left alone with no way to help herself. "They.. They loved me, played with me, fed me... but they didn't teach me anything I really needed to know...and now they abandoned me. At the base of those mountains.. Ma'am..sir.. I have no family or pack anymore.. They were not good parents..please.. either help me or let me go.....

Whether her words had fallen on deaf ears or crude, plotting, witty one's Anne would soon find out.

My Lady... The words danced in her ears for a pleasant moment before she drew her attention back to the scattered ramblings of the smaller wolf at her feet. A growl bubbled up from her chest in response to Triell’s tease and a hardness entered her eyes, a flash of dominance met with a clack of teeth by the smaller wolf’s behind to encourage her to get up. She didn’t feel like eating another wolf right now, she just wanted this one to shove off so she could get down to business with her friend. A few quick nips were all she would offer to the terrified wolf, with the large dark Tainn at her side. It was nice to blow off a little steam. But there were also far more important matters at hand.