07-30-2008, 04:07 PM
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!@#$%Even before the call had fully registered, he was on his feet and moving forward at an easy lope. His big paws struck the ground rhythmically and his gaze was focused straight ahead. The call had been feminine and distinctly coyote, and he pondered this a bit before he caught sight of them up ahead. Three puppies and a mother. Almost undoubtedly they were seeking refuge here--and subconsciously he saw a hint of Samael in her and maybe Gabriel's eyes. Kaena's eyes. Intriguing. !@#$%The wolfish male eased into a trot once he got close enough and dipped his head in greeting to both the older female and the trio of pups. He remained standing as he came to a halt, ears pressed forward and body generally elevated. "Anselm de le Poer," he stated firmly, his tone serious yet neutral. There was no point in beating around the bush--they might as well get down to introductions. His blood red eyes peered at the matron curiously, and then turned back to the puppies. They were welcome to introduce themselves, as well.  |