[/html]More cryptic turns of phrase, leaving the princess tumbling in her own mind. He'd found the end of the world, a place she couldn't understand, and wouldn't elaborate. Of course not, for she was a stranger and possibly his enemy and to give honest answers to such a creature would be foolish. Even the Lykoi woman could see that problem. He sneered as she took his mind into consideration. His sanity was 'subjective'. Her crimson gaze turned away, seeking out her home with anxious determination.
"Sanity is not subjective."
The statement was firm, clear spoken but lacking conviction. Starting an argument with something potentially dangerous was not in her agenda, nor would she have desired it if she had room for such a thing. The russet princess pulled herself away from the entrance to the den, ears flattening against her skull in silent show of unease. Her conversation with the coyote was over, she knew. She didn't need anything from him, and he wouldn't give anything to her regardless. "I suppose this is where I bid you a familiar farewell."
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