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Eris Eternity · 12-07-2011, 10:04 AM

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Can probably wrap this up here or at your post if you want? O: Maybe, if Odessa wishes to learn, Eris could explain some of her beliefs? E.g., liver being seat of power, scarifications lending "clarity" and omens, if Odessa isn't already familiar with such? <3

Eris is by Alaine!

Cats were creatures Eris Eternity greatly enjoyed as companions. Itzcitla was just balanced between independent and friendly, and she owed her life to the spotted feline's dedication, certainly. She would never seek to replace the ocelot, though she had considered augmenting his presence with that of another feline before, and was likely to do the same again at some point. She still dreamed of breeding her own litter one day, but she did not know if ocelots could breed with members of other species, as wolf and coyote did.

The hybrid nodded and smiled, glad to hear one of her clan possessing such views. Her bright jade eyes grew ever brighter as the silver-hinted woman spoke of a co-rank, and Curandero, at that. The dark hybrid's smile remained, and she agreed wholeheartedly with The Associate's statements. They were in need of one with such skills, and Odessa was just the one to do it. She was studying, first and foremost, and secondly, her demeanor matched the rank perfectly. She had been sweet and laid-back, yet business-like and brisk in her dealings with the work of the books. The dark hybrid did not, of course, consider that the silvery-hued woman could be more sour than sweet when dealing with one of less prestigious rank thank herself.

You speak true, yes. All of us are important, but all packs suffer greatly at the traumatic loss of a leader, and I fear even Salsola is not immune to such . But, she said, leaving off on a meaningful pause. Her gaze drifted away from Odessa and toward a boscage of shrubbery jutting out from between two ancient,crumbling stone pillars. The Kimaris household had fallen into utter disarray at Mantus's illness and death; they would have perished, had it not been for Metetzli's quick thinking. She did not want the same for Salsola. You must know -- to serve as our Curandero, you must engage in ritual and spiritual medicine? the coyote asked, her tone rather grave. She was capable of teaching, but not even the best educator could instruct those unwilling to learn.

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