wide smiles bearing teeth

Levent Kartal · 03-10-2012, 03:44 PM

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Weakness deserved to be eradicated. That was the law of wilderness and bloodlust and power, and Levent knew he was no more than a deformed infant about to be culled. He wasn’t sure what he resented about that more, however: that he was weak, or that he had chosen a land locked in water to explore. It was all his damn fault, and it would be his damn fault if he couldn’t keep it together and one of the natives decided to kill him.

He scowled as they approached the river, and scowled harder once they paused by its banks and selected a southerly course from there. The cat admitted defeat early when it came to placating his companion, but eventually Levent absorbed the scenery and interesting smells and naturally relaxed.

The sound of a dominant whinny made his dark ears come forward, and a smile broke out across his lips. He ignored his friend’s warning, other than reaching down and out with an arm to let Wilson leap up and clamber onto his shoulders. There the cat sat, white tail serving as a momentary collar as he relented to the sociable canine. They hadn’t run into nasty folk so far, at least, but who knew what lies Amy had told the eager man about the packs? As far as Wilson was concerned, they could all be cat-chewing savages—and if he were luperci, he’d have no trouble wrestling Lev away from danger and forcing him to see sense. Not for the first time, he cursed his species.

The chocolate-colored wolf only became more good-natured as the horse and its rider came into view. His greeting was unorthodox as he addressed the old, suspicious mare first; his ears spread to the side as he let out a low, throaty nickering sound to appease her dominance. It was not something a horse owner would do, as leadership over the horse was crucial, but he guessed he was near claimed territory and didn’t want a snapping horse to detract from his meeting with a fellow wolf.

His blue eyes lifted from the appaloosa then, taking in the substantial sight of the large but leanly-curvaceous dark woman. She was clothed in purple and black, both cape and skirt catching his attention as they fluttered in the sea breeze. She was lovely, but the man managed to remember politeness and conversation before gawking, and he executed a low sweeping bow in greeting.

“Iyi günler,” Levent said, and stood straight again—or as straight as he ever stood, his posture slightly hunched in a way that accentuated his lacking height. He gestured to himself and the feline as he offered their names. “Levent Kartal, and Wilson. May I ask your names?” He grinned and winked at the horse before continuing in a more serious tone, “We are new to the region, so you must excuse me if I sound foolish, but could you tell me a little about this place?”

Wilson sighed and rested his head on his friend’s shoulder. “Couldn’t lay it on any thicker, could you, mate?” he murmured. Levent’s steps to be polite and wheedle information out of others were not the most subtle.

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