06-11-2008, 12:15 PM
The woman had a low throaty drawl for a voice. A bedroom voice. Deuce merely shrugged. Her own voice was an insolent drawl when she spoke. "I wasn't gawking, dear. I was coming to find out just who exactly was in the house. And look, here you are." Her bi-colored gaze was direct and unabashed, almost as if she were a leader. Not that she was, but she had no reason to show submissiveness to anyone anymore.
[b]She would start showing submissiveness when they gave her her pups back. until then, she wold challenge veryone with looks, posture, and words. And since they had decided she was a danger -WITHOUT EVER ASKING HER!- she would continue to challenge everyone. Especially the newcomers to the pack, and any female who might dare lay hands on her Lucifer.
[b]She would start showing submissiveness when they gave her her pups back. until then, she wold challenge veryone with looks, posture, and words. And since they had decided she was a danger -WITHOUT EVER ASKING HER!- she would continue to challenge everyone. Especially the newcomers to the pack, and any female who might dare lay hands on her Lucifer.