ooc: ah ok my bad Dx and zomg yeah :3 awesomeness. Noes technical fail ill try fix asap 
x wc: 300+.
He rested, laying his leg out and answering her questions in a firm matter obviously aware that his injuries were noted by her. A moose hunt caused him his injuries? Was she strange, or was it un-normal that she could bring down an animal of a bit smaller size than a moose. For her it was all how you judged the animal’s mentality, how it reacted to threats, its battle plan manoeuvres, its escape routes, its weaknesses, and faults… Perhaps he just got in the way of its horns maybe. She always found it easier to attack a moose from above, dropping down onto a rodeo and slashing its neck, finishing painlessly with a punch to the poll. Asking her name, her eyes fell to the ground, before watching the beautiful eagle above cascade down from the skies and perch on his shoulder.
“Heidi is my name… and you?” her tone was soft and warm, although she tried to keep it mutually balanced, after all she didn’t know this wolf very well; they’d just met each other.
The bird hunched up on his back, she cringed when she saw its talons flex, and it looked painful to her. “Is that bird hurting you?” she cocked her dial slightly; the eagle gawked her beak open at her and she couldn’t quite understand why it was being so weird, or why it was on him. For an instant she felt a bond between this male and bird, and that the bird was very protective over him… This boy and that bird seemed….uncanny, and it stemmed a new branch of curiosity in her, adding on questions to the already pilling stack of queries for this wolf. Where was Cour Des Miracles anyways? She wondered how far she had travelled in her deep thought session. She still needed to hunt, and wouldn’t want to bring back just the usual they had in inferni, she wanted to show she was capable and independent, to impress her higher commanders, perhaps a doe or wild pig would be a wise trophy to present, or would she have to go larger?. Expectantly she gazed up at the wolf meeting his eyes; they were the same hue as hers, yet a slight shade darker in some regions, awaiting his answer her sight latched onto the bird hissing upon his shoulder.
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