WC 400+
A triumphant smile spread across her muzzle quickly when she realized he wasn’t up to putting up a fight, and it appeared he would answer her request about denning together. She cocked her head, and an oversized ear flopped lazily. She didn’t need to keep her guard up, Enkiel was doing that for her – not to mention she was within Inferni’s borders, a place she learned to feel safe.
“There is a clan den,” which she assumed he already knew about, “that I wouldn’t be adverse to staying in. . . if it weren’t a structure more suitable to Optime.” The Mansion’s many doors, hallways, and levels made it difficult for one who preferred Lupus form to be comfortable. She did not outwardly dislike buildings for any other reason, though she suspected her brother had an aversion to structures that had been constructed by humans. She, on the other hand, just didn’t want to get stuck behind a latched door with a knob rather than a handle (a hooked handle she could rear back and operate, but her paws could not grasp a knob), and be forced to waste her energy on a shift just to let herself out.
“Or we can seek another den. . . or dig one.” She liked the idea of digging their own den. It would be time consuming and challenging, she liked that thought. The only problem with that was they may not be able to dig one large enough for privacy on the (highly likely) frequent days their personalities would clash.
Her brows arched when he mentioned a Lykoi she had not yet met. “Who is it you met?” Her nose twitched as a breeze delivered a salty, wet scent, and she was on her paws again before awaiting his reply. She dashed off in the direction he had come from, leaving the viper to trail after, and in little time was upon the kill he had left when he came to surprise her. She laughed tauntingly as she snagged the meat in her jaws and bounded a few feet away, glancing over her shoulder for his reaction or possible pursuit. There was humor and challenge in her eyes as she made high-pitched yips that lie somewhere between coyote and jackal jeering. She did it more to tease him than out of hunger, but she was clearly enjoying the taste of the meat clamped firmly between her jaws.
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