12-12-2008, 07:18 AM
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| http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c13/v ... ablebg.jpg);background-repeat:no-repeat;background-position:top;"> Mew Sadira The scent of her brother was clinging to the femme, but not as if she had just come from seeing him, more like it was simply lingering from a few days back. Perhaps she should learn to clean herself, this cousin of hers. Oh well, each to their own. The red-and-cream femme with the eyes so like her own presented Mew with a polite question, and Mew sighed mentally. Why, WHY did everyone play this game? She was tired of those same old questions every time she bumped into people. But it came automatically, she supposed, and perhaps it was better to play this game than to be open and honest. Mew did not want to create drama within the pack, but the temptation was great. Knowing of Haku's soon-to-be litter also spoke of great drama to come, but that didn't mean Mew would contribute. There was nothing stopping her from not liking her cousin, though. Yes, I am, thank you She was short, but not short in tone of voice and the like. A small smile of politeness hung on her face. She acted completely naturally, and no one could read her (perhaps except Haku) and discover that what she really wanted to to was to just smash something large and heavy into the femme's face instead. Oh well. Anger management. Since they were playing this silly game of politeness, it was time for a follow-up. And yourself? |