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It was fine, yes, but with her silky, sparse fur, it still wasn't warm enough for Caspa to discard the ripped leather coat. At least the tear was on the inside, where it wouldn't show. She drew the garment loosely around her spindly frame as she stepped outside, glad of her height, which with the coat bulking her frame up, hid the worst of her present fragility. She had eaten well since arriving at the Court, though, and the flesh was thankfully piling itself back on. With the excess energy and her mind turning more and more inwardly these days, she was in dire need of something physical to do with herself. She thought of home, not with regret or heartache, but with the nearest thing to it since she'd left. Her father and uncles, her brother even, all vicious warriors, training together claw-to-claw. She had loved the sight, soaking in the techniques and talents of her clan, until later she'd realised the purpose of all the training and become rather more ambiguous to it. Still, essentially they had been targetting the defence of their family and home, and this was a strong desire in her heart as well. She hadn't yet met a single dedicated warrior since coming to this pack, but then, she hadn't met a great number of the residents, either through chance or due to her hermit tendencies. Still, it was of great interest to the mongrel to find a trail leading from the gate out into the wide world that was clearly of a very mature adult male, heavy too, judging by the deep-set prints. She recognised the scent as one which lingered in the hotel often, and so she followed, tracking with great focus until the man hove into view ahead. Then she straightened up, her dark eyes widening into deep cave-pools. He was huge, indeed he was built like a gladiator, and he was holding a knife, and a sharp stick. The slight but sinewy Caspa hesitated a moment, then took a few steps nearer, folding her arms in front of her, trying not to be intimidated. She wanted to make friends here. "What are you going to do with that stick?" Although everything about him screamed warrior, perhaps all he wanted to do was build a little fence. |