07-17-2008, 05:55 AM
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The wolf's answer, oddly, calmed Urma down. Even if it was unfriendly, it meant the wolf had no real interest in the pack. Urma didn't know how other packs in the area were. After all, she doubted they had to have this common policy. Different wolves joined different packs for altogether different reasons, she thought. So if this wolf didn't take particularly kindly to Shadowed Sun, well, that was just a matter of personal opinion. Back where she came from, she knew all too well lots of the wolves in her pack disliked certain decisions or ways of running things, but they hardly ever complained seeing as they needed pack security for survival and sustenance. If here wolves were accustomed to disagreeing with certain matters publicly, well, it was maybe better. It gave them a choice. And acceptance seemed to be more easily gained.
As the stranger continued, Urma almost chuckled. Now, after having regained her composure, she found she could easily fall back on her guarded nature, the one she had learned to hone back in Europe. It made her take things as they were, not personally. She got detached, and she could handle subtlety or insults or irony far better than by being easily put out. "A spy, then? Funny spy you'd make, telling everyone what you're here for." She felt a fake self-confidence invade her, weaving intricate webs through her body. It felt good, knowing danger wasn't looking you in the eyes. Even if she knew anything could at one point shatter her imaginary courage, she felt determined not to let the wolf get to her easily.
IC:
The wolf's answer, oddly, calmed Urma down. Even if it was unfriendly, it meant the wolf had no real interest in the pack. Urma didn't know how other packs in the area were. After all, she doubted they had to have this common policy. Different wolves joined different packs for altogether different reasons, she thought. So if this wolf didn't take particularly kindly to Shadowed Sun, well, that was just a matter of personal opinion. Back where she came from, she knew all too well lots of the wolves in her pack disliked certain decisions or ways of running things, but they hardly ever complained seeing as they needed pack security for survival and sustenance. If here wolves were accustomed to disagreeing with certain matters publicly, well, it was maybe better. It gave them a choice. And acceptance seemed to be more easily gained.
As the stranger continued, Urma almost chuckled. Now, after having regained her composure, she found she could easily fall back on her guarded nature, the one she had learned to hone back in Europe. It made her take things as they were, not personally. She got detached, and she could handle subtlety or insults or irony far better than by being easily put out. "A spy, then? Funny spy you'd make, telling everyone what you're here for." She felt a fake self-confidence invade her, weaving intricate webs through her body. It felt good, knowing danger wasn't looking you in the eyes. Even if she knew anything could at one point shatter her imaginary courage, she felt determined not to let the wolf get to her easily.