Beyond the borders of reality

Slade Auctor · 03-29-2011, 01:18 PM

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Slade hadn't asked for a biography, and when that was what he got he couldn't help but think, Arwen: dramatic much? Aside from hoping that she wasn't prejudiced against coyotes for what they had done to her, he wasn't usually the one to sympathize with sob stories. He also wondered why her siblings hated her for being "best"; unless they were hideous, Slade didn't notice anything particularly striking about Arwen. Maybe she had some sort of rare beauty mark he couldn't see.

When she had finished her story, he gave a small nod with half-false sympathy. As soon as she mentioned the murders, his ears pricked. Here was something he was interested about. He had to admit that she was right not to trust him, making him wonder if he should be more suspicious of her as well. Of course, why would the culprit ask about their own actions? Unless they were sneaky.... He had to shake the thought aside.

"I don't know too much about the murderer," Slade whispered, feeling like he was sharing top-secret information--which he partly was; he would never tell this to an outsider, "but he had the heart to kill a mother and her formerly-orphaned puppy in cold blood." His fur bristled and his lip curled as he remembered the meeting he had attended few of days ago. He wasn't fond of puppies and never had been, but he knew the identity of the victim: Valinta LeStrange. She only had one puppy as far as Slade knew, and that puppy was Gunnar, who Slade thought might be a bit more sensible and smart than other puppies out there.

Returning his thoughts to the conversation, he added, "That's about all I know. And Shawchert said 'he', so the culprit is probably a male. A cruel, heartless male." Talking about the murder made him want to lash out at something, and he just hoped that Arwen wouldn't do anything annoying before he calmed himself down.

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