Sit! I said Sit!
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Oh noes he's chuckling! WC: 513 {5 points}

Layla was actually beginning to enjoy Saluce’s company more than she first did. He was a gentleman to her and boy did she adore it. Males like this were not hard to come by but it is hard when having to choose between them. She looked to him with her wamr smile and stared into his blue orbs. There was something about Saluce that struck Layla but something didn’t feel so right about him. She paused for a moment and thought of what it could be. It was like there was a secret that Saluce was not willing to tell her. She shrugged off the feeling as listened to his response to her.

“Bonjour Messieurs Mystérieux”

Layla liked the ring the name had to it. She decided that since Saluce had a french name to describe her then she would have one to describe him as well. As she nodded she noticed something odd about Saluce. From what she could tell he didn’t seem to be the way he was before. From the look he was now giving he looked as though something was making him uncomfortable. Was it her and what she was doing? She figured it was the only logical choice. She stopped twirling her hair and scooted away from him a bit to give him some more space. She then paced herself as he spoke once more.

“Normandy. Then we moved to England, southern Region”.

She assumed that by ‘we’ he of course meant him and his parents. So he too was in England for some time of his life. It was nice to know that she wasn’t the only one in the pack from that area.

Saluce’s next move surprised her as he got up and moved away from her. What was his problem? What had she done now? Layla didn’t think she had done anything wrong or anything that would spark Saluce to behave in such a way. She wasn’t too pleased with his sudden more to distract himself from her, at least that’s what it seemed likehe was trying to do. She noticed him rubbing at his leg. She rolled her eyes as she slowly got up and made her way over to him as he spoke. She moved in front of him and narrowed her eyes to him a bit as she crossed her arms. ”Yes I am but don’t try and change the subject.” While Layla may have been a kind and caring wolf most of the time, she would not put up with people acting odd or taking anyone’s shit basically. She looked to his leg and shook her head. ”What on earth were you thinking standing up when your leg is still healing? Go sit back down Saluce or it won’t get any better. If he still resisted to move, Layla would push on him a bit and try to get him back into his seat. She then stood at the edge of Conor’s porch, looking to Saluce and sighing. ”Honestly Saluce you should think of some things before you do anything.”

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