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It's not bad at all! <33
She kept her body low and her senses alert, awaiting a response from the other wolf. But for some reason, the other female wasn't as quick to move as she herself was. Her gaze was kept on her and of the woods across, but what Malachi hadn't noticed was that she was slowly backing up, rump first, into the bushes. She gave a small shout of pain into the skies when she was pricked by it, and got up quickly.
Padding away from it and closer to the female, a feeling of ease washed over her entire body. "Really, there is no bear." There wasn't? Mala's ease soon turned into curiosity, as she paced closer to the female before sitting down against the riverbank. "There isn't? Oh, well, that's a relief!" Malachi hated bears, she was always taught to be fearful of them and to run away at any sight of one. Her stubby tail wagged, though the other female probably couldn't even see it. A small chuckle came from her short muzzle. "You had me going there!" Malachi thought this female was easily playing a joke on her. Mala's tribe always loved to play games with her, too, so she always thought those messing with her mind were playing a game, not insulting her.
It occurred to her, then, that they hadn't exchanged names. With Mala more comfortable now that there was no threat in the woods, she gave a small smile. "Kwe, I'm Malachi," she said sincerely, happy to be seeing and speaking to a wolf for the first time in quite a while. Mala inwardly shook off any last doubt that there was, in fact, no bear to be seen for miles.
...Right?
<style type="text/css">Padding away from it and closer to the female, a feeling of ease washed over her entire body. "Really, there is no bear." There wasn't? Mala's ease soon turned into curiosity, as she paced closer to the female before sitting down against the riverbank. "There isn't? Oh, well, that's a relief!" Malachi hated bears, she was always taught to be fearful of them and to run away at any sight of one. Her stubby tail wagged, though the other female probably couldn't even see it. A small chuckle came from her short muzzle. "You had me going there!" Malachi thought this female was easily playing a joke on her. Mala's tribe always loved to play games with her, too, so she always thought those messing with her mind were playing a game, not insulting her.
It occurred to her, then, that they hadn't exchanged names. With Mala more comfortable now that there was no threat in the woods, she gave a small smile. "Kwe, I'm Malachi," she said sincerely, happy to be seeing and speaking to a wolf for the first time in quite a while. Mala inwardly shook off any last doubt that there was, in fact, no bear to be seen for miles.
...Right?
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