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Strelein von Rosnete · 01-25-2012, 10:05 PM

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Her brothers, if they were litter mates could NOT be normal. Check Luperci Verto. Any act of sexual intercourse, or exchange of larger amounts of fluid, such as semen, will cause the virus to spread. Ergo, her mother has to be one, as do all her siblings.

The redhead gave a surprised look at her outburst, then laughed loudly at the declaration. Better than him on this stuff? He doubted that was possible. But he had come into the knowledge around her age, hadn't he? Perhaps she would gain more knowledge about the topic than he had even known. But he doubted that, because he would keep gaining it. He was approaching five years and he knew that wisdom came with age. Unfortunately, grey fur and weakening flesh was another part of that process too and the redhead was not looking forward to it. Getting old and crotchety was not on his to-do list. He did not fear mortality, for who could stop the reaper? Strel simply went with it all and ignored it. Having a lack of a religion to fall back on meant he had to avoid or simply be alright with the inevitable. No point in worrying about it now.

Terra looked at herself in the mirror, and the redhead grinned. His look was as though of a serene caretaker keeping an eye on someone he had taken care of. In a way, hadn't he? He had brought her into the pack (sort of), and now was show her clothing. It was like teaching a child things even though she was an adult in her own right. "You should take the skirt. It suits you." It was an easy enough thing to do, giving things away. That was why most were made, either for trade or for giving away as gifts. This would be a gift to the young woman, especially since she seemed to like it so.

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