[gre-y]

Flare was a lone alpha. She had no pack or followers because she was very untrusting towards other alphas. Once the omegas started dying out the alphas became more wild and violent than before. Flare could manage herself just fine, but it was safer to be alone. She stayed in one spot and guarded her own area carefully, and was willing to fight for it. She had taken an old shop, or what was left of it. It was a small but secure structure that she had turned into a good home. If an alpha was smart they wouldn't come into her area because they knew they'd be attacked.
Another reason she disliked associating with other alphas was their view on omegas. They would band in groups and search for them and harass them, which was something she thought was terribly wrong. She mostly kept to herself. At times though she was lonely and wished she had someone to spend time with but there was nothing to be done about that at the moment.

Flare was away from home at the moment. She was hunting and planned on bringing lots of food to store up for the next few days. While she dragged home an entire deer she caught the scent of someone unfamiliar. Her nose turned at the scent and now she was on edge. She hasn't had a challenge in awhile and she wasn't in the mood for fighting, but she would if she had to. She cautiously padded closer and closer.