For good or for Evil?

[Tayui Aston]

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[/html]Tayui flicked her one ear forward when he spoke, but otherwise did not move. She liked keeping her distance and did not very much enjoy when others intruded upon her own space. It wasn’t just instinct; it was also her own personal preference and a need for a basic level of respect. So although he spoke very mildly, she didn’t have to strain herself to hear. This was a given since all wolves could hear well enough, but she had found some more humanized wolves picked up certain human behaviours, such as leaning in closer to hear.

She waited, wondering if the wolf had anything else to say. She mentally shrugged and stepped back with the intent of leaving. With this new knowledge, perhaps she would dip her paws in the water later. If it felt nice, perhaps the rest of her body would follow. She could still feel the puppy’s blood on her fur, metaphorical or not.

When she glanced back at the wolf, she realized he had been staring at her ever since he’d spoken up. She felt her fur stand on end and she bristled slightly in annoyance. Why was he staring at her? She frowned and then tilted her head in confusion when he introduced himself. How strange. She had not asked for his name and she didn’t think she had indicated that she was interested in learning what it was, and therefore, who he was.

“Doing well, thank you,” she replied evasively but certainly not subtly. She felt a sudden attachment to her name and only wanted to clutch it close.

He couldn’t help her. Not this fool of a wolf.

“Noir Aston,” she added as an introduction.[html]

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