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| http://sleepyglow.net/rp/kae/kae_razor.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> See, this is why our school systems suck. I've learned almost nothing of any other countries' histories, yet I've taken American history from colonization up until the second world war twice over. Forget about anything from WWII to the present, forget about foreign history. -_- Hooraaaay NJ school systemz, lawl The coyote could recall clearly why she had respected this canine to begin with; when she had returned from her long hiatus, he had been one of the first to throw his weight in with the clan, eagerly taking up arms against the Aremys pack. The coyote woman could not forget that—how fearsome they'd all been, charging the invisible line separating coyote territory from wolf territory, their shoulders rubbing against each other, goading each of them to outpace the fellow next to him or her, to be the first to arrive and spill the wolf blood on the other side of the border. For that, the coyote hybrid could not help but hold this member of Inferni just a little higher than the rest. His words were just a bit surprising to the hybrid woman, and she wondered what might have possessed him to act in such a way. He had no good reasoning for his actions, listing boredom as the primary cause. The coyote tilted her head to the side, seeming to mull over this revelation for a moment, and then she shrugged her shoulder just slightly, lifting it up and dropping it flatly. "We're all entitled to our moments of madness," she said. At her very worst, the coyote woman had turned on her own daughter for no good reason at all. "It's over and done with, yes?" the coyote said, though it was a paradoxical statement for her to make, of all creatures—if nothing else, Kaena was obsessed with the past, and she often immersed herself in it. |