11-25-2009, 12:31 AM
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| http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/gabrieltable.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> Gabriel didn’t look much like anything but a dog—dogs themselves had thought he was one. He wasn’t sure how to feel about that. There was no stigma attached to him about dogs, knowing only that they had once been wild, and were likely returning to that state now. What he knew about evolution and adaptation taught him this; but he had seen the proof in Utah, and known the feral animals to be just as vicious (and as violent) as their cousins. The boy had family from the area. Gabriel’s eyes narrowed slightly. Was that why he was familiar? He didn’t look much like anyone he had ever seen before. Then again, Gabriel hadn’t met very many wolves. This idea was shattered at the mention of Inferni. There was a distinct change in the Aquila’s face, but it was more surprised then anything else. “Inferni? Who do you know from Inferni?” Obviously, one of his parents, but in the past year enough faces had come and gone that he no longer remembered them all. |