Conversations with myself. P. Sidra.
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His thoughts had overcome him. He was zoned out and not of the world. For the moment he was simply a brain that had nothing better to do than calculate things over and over and try to figure a solution. A solution didn't exist, however. It was impossible to get rid of someone who was apart of him, right? And if there was a way, Fang was too strong to conquer just via brain power. He shook his head again and breathed a sad little sigh.

His ears twitched, a surprise of sound coming forward. He slowly pulled himself from the noise, his ears lightly twitching toward the horse. Wait... horse? Toby swung his head to the side, his body rotating with it. As he had sat by the water he now stood and slid back his body. A large horse, a female luperci gathered on its back, reared up to keep from trampeling the german shepherd below him. It shrieked and cried as if in annoyance and the female starred down with almost hostile eyes. He padded backwards to slip away from the horse and dipped his head respectfully, yet in his eyes he starred boldy and didn't seem to have real fear. Sure, the beast had come from no where and scared him in his thinking, but he refused to show any sign of emotion in his eyes.

"Nice beast you have there," he called in his deep voice. There was no waving involved. He was too afraid of Fang to be fearful of a female on a horse. He wouldn't have it. As he raised his head up from the respectful position he stood a bit taller, as if he had something to prove, and puffed out his chest. "Gonna bother to speak or would you rather act like a mute?"


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