11-25-2007, 05:21 PM
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There were still a lot of things about the leftover human world that he didn't know about. The concrete wasteland he was standing in was nothing more than a different landscape, albiet a very, very different one. But though he knew that the bipedal creatures had once existed and ruled the planet, there was very little knowledge beyond that. He could not yet imagine just the extent of their power and all of the quirky little things they had done with it. A holding cell for animals? It sounded cruel, unusual and utterly unnecessary to him.
The grey pup blinked at the stranger at her suggestion, halfway indignant and halfway just confused. At four months old, he was well on his way to considering himself significantly older than he actually was -- some things were just too childish for him. Maybe some of the arrogance had been rubbed off from Andre, but he would deny that until the end of time. All the same, most of the games he had ever played or been taught involved getting into pretty vicious fights with his siblings because teeth and claws were what a lot of things in life seemed to come down to.
But he didn't want to be rude either -- maybe things were just less crazy and primal where this woman was from and children were supposed to play simpler games. He trotted after the rusted old can, cut it off easily, and batted it hard back towards the red w.olf.
Whatchu mean by holdin' place?he wondered.
The grey pup blinked at the stranger at her suggestion, halfway indignant and halfway just confused. At four months old, he was well on his way to considering himself significantly older than he actually was -- some things were just too childish for him. Maybe some of the arrogance had been rubbed off from Andre, but he would deny that until the end of time. All the same, most of the games he had ever played or been taught involved getting into pretty vicious fights with his siblings because teeth and claws were what a lot of things in life seemed to come down to.
But he didn't want to be rude either -- maybe things were just less crazy and primal where this woman was from and children were supposed to play simpler games. He trotted after the rusted old can, cut it off easily, and batted it hard back towards the red w.olf.
There's no wolfs 'llowed in Ifferni,he answered simply,
I dun think Gabriel likes them much.The grey pup shrugged. He didn't necessary agree with it, but it was just how things had always been and he didn't much question it. Besides, he respected his eldest brother, so he had to know what he was doing, right?
But muh dad lives with wolves,he continued,
I guess any of them would take yeh if yeh want.He wasn't sure what he thought about having a babysitter anyway. It wasn't like he or any of his littermates had gotten into any real trouble before.