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Rurik Russo · 03-29-2010, 05:21 AM

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The silver-furred Russian was oblivious to the purposes of Kian's breed; he could not identify a Wolfhound from a Husky from a German Shepherd. He was not well-versed in the ways of dogs; he had known a few throughout his life here and there, but there were not so many that Rurik had interrogated on their ancestry, and so he was relatively ignorant to the different breeds of dogs. Certainly, there were scholars of wolfish society who studied such things, there always were, but Rurik was not among them. Rurik generally did not worry about malevolence; he approached each creature with the expectation that he would be treated however he chose to interact with them, and that friendly actions always produce friendly reactions. He had been proven wrong once or twice, of course, but by and large, creatures were generally friendly if he was friendly first. Now it seemed like no exception.

“Good to meet you,” the wolf repeated, the same sloppy smile across his face. “Agreed—zhis is good night for ocean waves and day-warm sand,” he added, plunking down unceremoniously to the sand. Night had only fallen an hour or two ago, and the sand was indeed still radiating some warmth from the day's sunlight. “But always better with company,” he said, patting the sand in offering to the other man. The question came as a surprise to Rurik; it wasn't often that people were able to peg his birth land. “Aye, Russia it is! Arkhangel'sk. You have been here?” he asked, excited to hear of one who had visited as much as his entire homeland, let alone his home town. That would have been good—but just familiarity with Russia was a refreshing thing to Rurik. It was not often he encountered such a thing, and it was a good change from the blank stare he usually received in discussing his homeland. He was not familiar enough with Kian's accent to place it, though he assumed the other man would seek an opportunity to discuss it in conjunction with Russia; the accent did suggest familiarity with European areas, to say the least.

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