As the wolf fell to a submissive response Aurora was taken aback, thinking that this young wolf might have been abused of fearful of others and found that there was no need for someone so young to be so fearful of her. "Stand up Child, I shall not harm you. Tundra you say, welcome to our lands. Now, you speak of chasing crickets and learning to hunt crickets, surely this is not big game, so what I would ask of you hunter or not, that you train with others of your rank and learn all you could. You would not be an apprentice, but you would be regarded as one in my eyes. Do you understand this?" Aurora spoke, harsh but true words.
"Tundra, your worries seem to be holding you back from pursuing your goals and dreams in life. You growl at nothing and you make me wonder is disease runs it course through your blood. This place, reminds you of what or whom?" Aurora asked once more as she stood to face the young wolf. Their fur blinding in the brght light, it was glorious to meet someone as pure coated as herself. Aurora was joyful of the color, finally happy to accept a wolf whom didn't have the devil's pelt upon their back. Although each one she had accepted regardless of their pelt, had proven their worth to the pack. Hopefully, Tundra would do the same, if she didn't end up becoming an omega first. Aurora hated over submissive wolves, she wished for backbone in the young ones who came trolling to the shores of the woods.