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his real name unknown but around here they call him strider |
ammatur beast cocked his dial to watch her every move, his thorns twitch with every sound she makes, he gazes into her mysterious eyes, finding a hidden kindness in there. his bitten tongue slips in and out of a partly opened jaw to moisten a dry nose, blood still on his face from the hunt he looks rather silly. looking quickly around the den to see what the others were doing, altho still new he was protective of his leaders and den brothers n sisters. looking back to the femmora. a soft wind catching his thick wolven locks. a sparkle of life in his big golden eyes. he cocked his dial again this time to the other side, still unsure of how to respond to her language. young and stupid. but not a pup. he did not truly know how to speak to others in the den. blinking fast as he looks to the sound of a tree falling far off in the bush, his thorns twitching ever so fast. the halfwitted beast stood up, looked about and then sat back down again. a confused look on his lupine featurs. he then spoke in an eerie lupine voice, so unhuman but to his ears plain english. what is it you would like to know.? im not good at pop quizzes. please give me a hint. |
he licks at a bloodstain on his leg as his pools remain upward with his gaze still intent on her. his childish but full grown beast eyes danced with joy that he was speaking to one of the others. |
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