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The hybrid woman nodded as the artist before her spoke. Safe to say the woman who's name she did not know had captivated her with her intresting yet gruesome form of art. Her posture was upright as it always was when she found information at had either valuble or intriuging. Her ears lifted slightly as the woman mentioned something Io could possibly help with. 'I had large knifes that may remove the muscles, they work well on elk and I don't suppose the muscles on both elk and wolves are very different'. Both creature's were coyote prey as far as Io was concerned.
She had eaten both elk and wolf meat, and while both had different tastes, when eating wolf meat it was as easy as eating meat from a prey animal. The experiance had played on her mind for a while after, not in guilt, but in joy. Joy for the fact that she belonged to a fine breed. Her appearance was far from what she wanted, which as a result fueled her everlasting quest for perfection, but her blood was mostly of the godly canine breed she prized so much. Her dog blood was insignificant, even though dogs had been desended from wolves, even they were purer than those creatures, at least in Io's eyes.
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