07-26-2008, 01:35 PM
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She should have noticed the starnger approaching. But she was engrossed by her book. So when he spoke, her head flew up, a small gasp escping from her lips. It was a pack memeber, she could tell from the scent clinging to his fur. She wasn't sure she remembered his name. But she smiled anyways, setting the book down in her lap. "An' a good mornin' to ye as well."
Two years away from ireland, and her accent was as strong as ever. The dark woman would probably never lose the accent, actually. Unlike Deuce, her sister, it was deeply inbedded in her. Nella realized she hadn't introduced herself, so she did so now. "My name's Nella Fantasia. I've only just recently joined this fine pack." She knew she'd seen him at the pack meeting, but at that point she hadn't been too interested in learning her pate mates names. Now she regretted that, as she was at a loss as to what his name was.
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