Snow padded as softly as she could, hoping she was close to the border by now. For a while now she had been looking for a pack, but not a weak pack. A pack that wouldn't mind, or better yet, accept her violent tendencies. The pains of her family's deaths stung her heart, but she pushed it aside as always. She just had to keep going, after so far she needed to do something with her life. She stopped, smelling the border. She had made it, finally. With a sigh she sat down, watching out into the woods, debating on if it was a good idea. She sighed, to come this far and not join would be stupid. She let out a howl, hopefully alerting the pack that she was here. Now all she had to do was wait. Snow patiently sat, waiting to see if anyone had heard her, and if they would even come. If worse came to worse, Snow could just leave, but until the pack showed up, she was on edge. The slightest sound made her jump, and although she tried to relax, she didn't let her guard down, ever.

Snow looked up at the new wolf. Was this the alpha? She thought to herself. She looked a little young to be an Alpha.
"Hello. I am Snow." She replied, looking around before continuing. "Are you the Alpha of this pack? I have travel long to get here, I am looking to join the Erenyx pack. I have heard much about it, after all." Snow paused, straining her ears to make sure she was alone. She then relaxed a little whens he couldn't hear or see anyone.
"By the way, shouldn't someone clean the bones up a little? It's a little dangerous, one could get infected if one of these were to go into a wolf's pelt of pad, which wouldn't be good." Snow paused, still sitting, and decided she had said enough. Now she would just wait for this wolf to answer her.

Snow looked at the pup before her. I knew she was too young to be an Alpha, but a daughter of the Alphas made sense. She had figured out Snow wouldn't mind being a healer, it was a natural gift for her.
"Yes, Ammolite, I would like to be a healer, if I can be one. If there is no room for a new healer, I will be willing to take whatever is available." Snow said, trying to keep a calm and controlled appearance. In reality she was thrilled at the fact she won't have to be alone anymore. Loneliness could be handled, sometimes Snow loved being alone, but being part of a pack was even better, most of the times. She pushed the sadness of her past behind her, locking it away in her heart. Life was cruel, she just had to live with it. Snow kept her attention on the pup, waiting for her response. The only thing Snow could do now was wait and hope. If worst comes to worst, I can run faster then a pup. She thought sadly.

Snow heard the wolf tell her to speak of her past. The words echoed in her ears, her past. 'Tell me some of your past Snow.' The words rang in her ears. Those memories were to be cherished and hated in secret. Snow stiffened, trying to channel her inner anger and not attack the wolf before her. It had been easy before, but now she had tried to rid dome of the kill-at-first-sight instinct.
"My past is none of your concern. It is the past, it doesn't matter. Not to you, not to anyone. I have no reason to look back on the past unless it is my own doing. I will not tell you much of it, a little, however seeing as you are the Alphas daughter." Snow took a deep breath in before continuing.
"My parents died, my siblings died, I took revenge. That is all you need to know." Snow said, desperately hoping the pup wouldn't bug her further. She spent too much time thinking about her dark past, or dreaming of when it was good. She didn't need someone else to tell her that what she did was right or wrong. Life was cruel, life left her for dead. But no one else need to know.

Snow looked at the pup. Strong words for one so little. She thought, but held her tongue, it was obvious that the pup had a very short temper. Snow sighed, the past was something she didn't like, but apparently would come out.
"Fine, I'll tell you, but you might as well get comfortable, it's long." Snow began, remembering her childhood, when it was happier. "I was born with two sisters and a brother, our pack was a family pack, and three older brothers had stayed behind to help raise us. It was easy, I learned how to hunt, and the basics of herbs from my parents." She felt a sharp pain in her heart remembering them. "When were a year old, my sisters and brother left, but I stayed behind. The next year I learned more herbs, hunting and fighting, and raised the new pups. They constantly pounced on my tail, giving me a few scars, but they were worth it. They also left once they were a year, and five new pups were born, but it didn't stay happy." Snow felt the bitter emotions rise in her. "Spring was too late, my parents couldn't hunt without freezing or being spotted in the blizzards, so I and my brother had to hunt for all of us. It was in vain, however, two died of starvation within the first few weeks. Two others died because they caught a cold, and we had nothing to save them, our supplies were already used up. it only got worse when a grizzly bear killed my mother and the last pup. My brothers and I killed it, but it was too late. My father was paralyzed from the waist down, but none of us had the heart to kill him or banish him yet. then they came." Snow growled, hate welling up inside her. "A pack killed my father for sick fun, and I killed their Alpha's and ran before the pack could save them. They never knew I was coming. It wasn't fair, the fight, I killed the male by breaking his back when I jumped on hi, and before the pack or his mate knew what was happening I slit the female's throat. I ran away, and they didn't find me. I slowly killed the pack in their sleep, night after night, and they all died. I poisoned them, and attacked unfairly, but I didn't, well don't care, they died. My three brothers were starving and near death when they found me. They tried to kill me, thinking it was for the better. I was well feed and rested, they could hardly even fight, soon they were all dead. So I left, and somehow ended up here." Snow finished, and waited to see the pup's reaction.