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Smiling the male saw the lady, marked as she was, it was still a female, and a female was just want he wanted to have met him at the borders. A female’s as a whole was not as short tempered as males. He knew that a female had a motherly factor that they felt they needed to heal anything that might be broken right down the spring bird that its mother pushes it form the nest because it’s sick. It was engrained in just about every female, well about every kid wanting female.
So the male did what he knew would get to her, he lowered his head and smiled at her, her words allowed him to feel some of her feelings, it was fear, fear masked but the knowledge that she had a pack behind her if he would try anything. To the coywolf male he knew he would have to play his cards right if he was going to gain her trust. Trust was something that he needed if he was ever to have a war.
”Such a pretty name…it’s very fitting. I’m Romeo , Romeo Dragoste!” So it was a lie, he didn’t want her knowing his name, he wanted to keep his real unspoken for right now.
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