Thread: Leader of the Pack (Rpfiend_123 x InitiateInspiration)

Wolf culture was not something foreign to young Grace . The girl had grown up around this culture for as long as she could remember. It seemed almost normal to her. In fact, it almost made more sense than human society. In human culture people seemed to believe that things were owed to them. That they deserved them without earning them. But in anthro culture, everything was centered around the Alpha, the elder. He made the rules. He was in charge. And if you disagreed, you were free to challenge him. All disputes were handled this way. Some saw it as barbaric, or uncivilized, but to Grace, it seemed normal, even fair. When Grace became friends with Kyle her parents were a bit apprehensive at first. This culture was strange to them, and they weren't sure they wanted their daughter around Kyle and his family. Especially given that Mika, Kyle's father, was the alpha of his pack. They didn't understand it at all. And while they'd grown accustomed to the pack, they still didn't love the idea of Grace spending so much time with them. Especially since she'd started acting a bit more like them. How could she not though? She spent so much time with them, it would be near impossible for her to not integrate some of their culture into her own. The day was warm, but there was a slight breeze. It was beautiful. The sun was out, and she loved the feeling of the rays on her soft skin. It was the perfect day for a walk, and walk she did. At first it was just down the street. Then a few blocks down the road. Grace knew that Kyle was at practice this afternoon he had texted her to let her know that he would pick her up after practice to get some dinner, but Grace still found herself making her way toward Kyle's home. It was just so natural to her to head to his house. She spent a lot of time there, and it wasn't too far from her own. Heading up the steps to the porch she was about to knock on the door when it opened, and she found Mika standing there. It was obvious to anyone who saw Mika why he was the alpha. He was monstrous. Bigger than most of the other anthros in their pack. His fur thick and lucious, the black seemed to sparkle in the sun like onyx. He was also known for his feral, sometimes aggressive nature, which intimidated most people. But to Grace he was just Mika. Mika had always been very sweet and protective over Grace. Whenever she needed help, or somewhere to go, Mika was there for her. She remembered one time when her father had gotten a bit too drunk, the man slapped Grace and left a bruise on her pretty face. Mika freaked out. He stormed to her home and nearly killed her father in primal rage. Grace had to calm the beast. Needless to say, the man never hit his daughter again. Gazing up at Mika, who towered over the 4'11 girl like a Godlike figure, the girl smiled and laughed. You smelled me? You trying to tell me that I stink? She asked in a playful tone, pretending to smell herself before putting hand on his chest and pushing her way past him and into his house. Her hips swayed from side to side in her short jean shorts and black spaghetti strap top that showed off her flat little tummy. She walked with the confidence of a woman twice her size and age. Perhaps it was spending time around alpha wolves that had given her such self esteem. I know he's at practice, but I was bored, and it was a nice day for a walk, so I figured I'd just see where my little feet took me. She said as she just made herself at home in his house. The little thing kicked off her flip flops before plopping down on his couch to get relaxed. Looking over at the TV, Grace smiled and shook her head. What are you watching? This looks boring! She said before picking up the remote and starting to flip through the channels to find something else to watch.