A Skeleton City
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He twitched an ear at her words as there were a few he didn't know yet. Decrepit. Meandering. But as with the others, the context still allowed him to guess at them well enough. Sometimes Arkham got annoyed when adults used words that just weren't in his vocabulary because it was annoying having to figure them out, but if it meant that they thought he did indeed know the words, then maybe it wasn't so bad. Except when he guessed wrong. The 'Tears dog he had met on the beach had been kind enough to define some words for him, but this woman was chatty and he didn't really get a chance to ask. Oh well.



And the hybrid pup thought the other looked rather peculiar also with a coat that color and markings so distinct, but he hadn't really seen enough of the residents outside of his own clan to know that she was all that different. Maybe w.olves were just like that. She was smiling at him now, but he the cautious feeling he had wasn't fading away as much as it usually did. She was friendly, but maybe she was too friendly. How could he tell the difference? He had never really been lied to before, so how in the world was he supposed to know?



Arkham followed her through the hole in the door, but trailed several steps behind her as they made their way into the large chasm inside the building. M'from Ifferni, he answered in the same careful manner he had before, S'ah coyo'te clan on t'beach. It was close by if he needed to run, but anywhere was a long ways away when you were running. M'brother Gabriel's the leader, he added though; if she were really out to get him, then certainly she would reconsider if she knew that there'd be a whole clan after her if anything should happen to him. Where're yeh from? Another newcomer -- would this one be from Germany too? Doubtful, but he didn't know very many other places in the world either.
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