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Myrika Tears · 04-22-2012, 06:12 AM

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(306) All goood! Sorry for delay. :c

Myrika is by Kiri!

Though pale blue-green eyes moved over the page, devouring the words, and fingers turned the pages, all of it was mechanical, and Myrika absorbed none of what she was reading. The words made it as far as her mind and then slipped away as thoughts of Inferni's state dominated. For her efforts, the tawny-hued coyote could not keep from thinking about their defenses and their attackers, her aches and other coyotes' more serious wounds. At long last, the motion of reading itself became only a guise, and she no longer processed any of the words on the page.

It was noise and movement to draw the flaxen coyote from her thoughts and jerk her back into the present reality. Her eyes widened as she perceived another coyote of the clan, her slim coyote frame even edging into the petite range of size. Her fur was colored to remind the Praetorian of a late autumn field: all grasses deep earthy browns streaked with paler browns of the summer's old grass. Perhaps most striking of her features was the dappled white at the end of her tail. Myri took her in for a moment as the other seemed to notice her for the first time, too; the mahogany-haired woman smiled a friendly sort of grin toward her companion.

Hi, she said, nodding and waving her hand. Come in if you want to. The room's public, anyone can, she said, presuming the canine to be another new recruit. She couldn't imagine the likes of Chryses or Grigorii coming in to read books, though. The former was too set in her ways, the latter too... well, dull, Myri thought. This woman before her, with her strikingly yellow eyes, was a stranger, however. I'm Myrika Tears, she added, introducing herself with another grin.

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