Pulvis

For Pulvis, joining a pack (or, well, kingdom) was the least of her issues. She actually fancied the thought for the protection alone. Her real troubles were about her self image. She didn't think highly of herself at all. In fact, she thought she was pretty plain-looking. Even though she adored the thought of having a family someday, she didn't think she was pretty enough to be loved by anyone. It was much to her surprise when Meteor began showing her gestures that were only given to mates, or a wolf you liked. She still couldn't understand it when he would assure her of how beautiful she was. Truth be told, she liked him as well, but what on earth would a handsome wolf like Meteor see in a plain wolf like herself?
Everyday, he would assure her that she was beautiful. That even if other wolves didn't see that, he did, and he would assure her that he did. Meteor never stopped telling Pulvis he loved her, and, well, she didn't think he would lie to her. And now, she's happy that someone could love her for who she was, even if she didn't think she was worthy of that. And in any case, what did it matter what she looked like? She certainly knew that she loved Meteor for a lot more than his looks.