You took frisk in off the streets of the city your clan disapproving. But your instincts screaming for the sweet Cubs protection. So you took the human cub and ran as not only did she welcome you as a were but you came to love the merciful creature. Her battered frame sporting the sweetest smile while scars littered her body. Her soul too kind for a world too cruel... ON HOLD TILL I CAN FIGURE OUT WHAT TO ADD NEXT