11-04-2007, 06:43 AM
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[/html]ugh, sorry for sucking and taking so long. i had a horrible week. >>
Sofia didn't really interact with other wolves enough to notice the lack of politeness in not saying "hello." Oh, she knew the theory of manners well enough, but her general aversion to strangers made putting them into practice difficult to remember. In fact, the only reason she bothered approaching this one because it was the first time she'd seen a wolf her size since her brothers, and they weren't more than fuzzy blobs. She only even remembered one of their names; Tomas had been nice and would let her chew on his tail.
She tried really hard to deliberately pronounce each word of her response. Her voice always sounded so stupid and it was always so hard to say things correctly; she didn't mind the puppy accent in others but she always sounded so different than Daddy and she wanted so badly to be exactly like him. He was the best wolf in the whole world. "I am Sofia." In struggling to get the pronunciation down, her tone was very solemn and serious. To try and lighten that tone a bit, she added in a hesitant smile, then wondered how her smile looked. Probably not as good as Daddy's did.
At the appearance of another male, a big one this time, and Sofia quickly flattened her ears against her head and took a step backwards, glancing at her daddy to make sure that he was still there. Only his reassuring smile kept her from scampering straight back to cowering at his side. Calypso wasn't sure about this strange male other, but the other puppy's familiarity with him made him less worried about the white stranger's presence. Or Pilot, as was likely his name. It sounded vaguely similar to someone he'd heard of before - maybe he had been part of Storm before Calypso had left? It was possible, albeit unlikely. Didn't matter, really, in the long run.