"The day you miss your kill....the She-Cubs blood....will run down my chin!" 

Allya remembered those words very clearly, even though she had been but a youngling, and even though she did not shift to wolf like her brothers did. She had been female, and as such, had been picked out by those who though her the fore coming of a prophecy and had sought to end her. Becca had protected her daughter, of course, but that saying still echoed in the back of her mind even today. Even in this new world......

Would it come true? Would they find her? Would they come for her solely because of her gift? That is why she had trained and trained hard as a youngling. So that no one would ever be able to hurt her or her family. But still....that ever growing thought, reigned in her mind.