Reward the Strong; Punish the Weak?
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Oh god was that dirt? On her beautiful white pelt? Ugh.. how disgusting. She flicked a royal white hand at the offending soil that discolored her oh so lovely fur and shook perfectly curled locks from her face. Her blue gaze regarded the dusty caverns and caves that were strewn about her with a disinterested demeanor. They were so drab and boring, someone needed to liven this place up, make it more cheerful instead of the drab bare rock. With a feminine noise of distaste and moved away from the caves, the sight of them annoying her greatly. Soft noises caught her all important attention and as she moved to investigate she muttered over the fact that whomever it was should be extremely happy that she was paying any attention to them at all.

Her lip curled and her face slipped into an expression of contempt as she came across some kind of coyote thing female huddled up in a ball on the floor, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes raised themselves to the sky as she sighed arrogantly, before poking the woman with the edge of her paw,

"Get a hold of yourself you weakling, you're making the rest of us look bad."


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