"I'm not a canine," Element assured the coywolf. He couldn't help but be reminded again of Izaak, who had at first thought that Element was some sort of deformed coyote. At a closer examination of this hybrid, Element concluded that he was, in fact, just a puppy at perhaps less than one year. He reminded Element of Nayru and other puppies that he'd encountered - Denali and Alder - and although he was perhaps not as young as those, he was still a puppy, young and inexperienced. Element couldn't blame him for not knowing about cats. "I am in the genus felis, the family felidae, and am closely related to big cats such as mountain lions, wildcats, and bobcats; a different species from canines entirely" He wasn't sure if his scientific breakdown would clear things up for the young man, but he hoped he established that cats were a different species entirely, even in different classes and genuses. He had been interested in reading about his scientific roots in Halifax, but just read far enough to remember those juicy little facts. He had already known that his blood had bobcat in it.
Element nodded as the coywolf assured that he was okay as he was now on solid ground. Element smiled, understanding of his eagerness to get off the ice; Element wouldn't go on it if his tail was about to be cut off. He wouldn't want to run the risk of the ice cracking and Element falling into icy cold water. He shuddered at the thought and flicked his tail, banishing such things from his mind.
The ebony feline scented the pique in the young coywolf's interest rise, and saw his nostrils flare to pick up the cat's scent. He admitted that he had never seen anything like the cat before, and Element smiled, remembering when he had first encountered a snail. "Don't worry," he assured the pup. "Not knowing something is nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, it is a good thing, for there are plenty of things to learn in this life." Element had found himself talking a lot more than he usually did, and wondered what it was about this clipped coywolf that made him interested. He was curious, and that was good - there was a ridiculous human saying that curiosity killed the cat, but he knew that that wasn't so. In fact, it was the opposite; curiosity made the cat alive and happy, knowing that there was always something more to discover.
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