<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8c/Gallery_133_17321_avi.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Beth<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Pack Mother<br/><strong>Species:</strong>Human<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Rake, Hailey<br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>Though her back was turned when Rake gave her his parting shot, her lips curled into a gentle smile he wouldn't see. She would never admit it to anyone else but him, but it warmed her heart when he called her mom. She was aware he blamed himself for the loss of her son, but she did not. There were times she still cried at night, alone, but Rake held a spot in that hole in her heart.<br/><br/>Hearing as well Jesse yelling at the closed door about the puppy's name, she would simply shake her head and roll her eyes. That was never going to happen, that name passing her lips. Sighing softly she would come off her stool, scratching furiously at her pad, and turning back to the bar just in time to see rake emerge again, showered and skank free. She also noted the young girl leaning on the bar and asking about a job. Rake had noticed her too but was passing her by for another stranger in the place. Beth had noted the flaring of Rake's nostrils, and realized quickly another Were had entered the Doghouse. Leaving the Pack Leader to his business, she turned blue eyes to Hailey, making no qualms about slowly looking her over. Tapping the end of her mangled pen upon the counter, a brow would loft as she spoke.<br/><br/><strong>” I am, and maybe. Care to tell me how you know my name, and how you know there's an opening?”</strong>