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He couldn't help but grin slightly as the young woman let him know that she was of no threat to him. He wagged his tail slightly and gave her a slight wink in answer to her assurance. "Good. These old bones can still hold their own..but they'd rather not have to.." He was teasing her again, but as much as he could tell that she was of mixed blood she hadn't threatened him yet and he felt no need to start something, since he really didn't want to finish it, he has having such a nice day destroying the last of the flowers.

She did fix the one rift that he had assumed when she informed him that she had not changed for another. He had always thought that ones who changed for another were weak minded. His eyes did shift to her scars though as she explained herself and how she had become one of them. He growled slightly in sympathy as he shook his head. "I will never willingly take the change, I don't care if it makes their lives simpler. We were born on four paws, there we should stay." He knew now though that she was able to shift, but he wondered if she liked the changes or not. She might have adjusted to their strange ways, he knew he never would.

He frowned as she seemed to falter on her words, his eyes narrowing as he shook his head. "They changed you.. but did they fully change you?" She didn't seem to like any of this that was thrust upon her, though her words were bitter she seemed disgusted in what she had become. A shiver coursed down his spine at the idea of becoming like them. What would he do if that ever happened...


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