04-20-2009, 12:59 PM
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schwarzThe call broke through his thoughts like a rock through a glass window. Roulette blinked his aqua eyes a few times before stretching and turning towards the sound. Cercelee’s voice was one he had come to know well over the past few weeks, though he didn’t always “understand” the words. Conveniently pretending they couldn’t understand was a good way to avoid having to listen. Truthfully, he understood English well, perhaps better than the other pups, but he had yet to exercise the ability to speak it around their new guardians. Generally he sat at Avarice’s side and let her speak for him. If she was not around at the time a level gaze was all he contributed to the conversation, blank, with no sign on whether or not he comprehended the words. schwarzPerhaps it was the separation from his mother that gave him pause to interacting much with the older wolves. It seemed like the other pups were starting to regard them almost as taking her place. Sure, they all missed her, but had they already given up hope that she might come back? It wasn’t necessarily that Roulette didn’t like the white wolf and her mate, it was more the fact that he didn’t fully trust them yet… and he was sure his mother was coming back soon. schwarzA slow trot brought him back to the church in his own time, not too worried about whether or not the matter was important. Poking his head through the door his eyes fell on two of his sisters and their female guardian. Tail instantly wagging, the male pup joined Avarice’s side and plopped down beside her. Wagging slowed as he regarded the rabbit before them… or more the rabbit Avarice and Catalyst were playing tug-o-war with in attempts to tear it apart to eat. 303 |