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Wraith's first time meeting someone with an accent! She thinks he's dumb. XD 303.
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[/html]He seemed confused by her question since he started wiggling his head in a weird way she’d seen others do before. He twitched it to one side and then held it still, frowning slightly, as he watched her. The direct attention didn’t faze Wraith, so she just watched him calmly. When he spoke, his words sounded weird and different--and were hard to understand. He put them in the wrong places, too, and although she understood the question, she wasn’t sure why he was asking it. It was obvious that she was a coyote: she was as typically coyote as they came, so she supposed that he was probably just a little dumb. He spoke slowly, as if he’d never learned the right words growing up, and seemed confused by her question. She wondered if she should talk slowly and put her words in the wrong order for him. Maybe it would be easier for him to understand.

“Yes, I’m a coyote, of course,” she replied. She stated with an air of haughtiness that implied that such an observation was obvious and silly to mention. If she were to ask him what he was, that wouldn’t be silly, because he looked different than the other creatures around here. He wasn’t fluffy and big like Mido, but he wasn’t the same sort of slender like the coyotes here. But aside from her blood family, most were mixed with wolf--a fact she had only recently discovered.

“Help break,” she replied. She gestured at one of the bottles with her right foreleg. She could easily take one between her jaws and lob them away against the side of a building. Although she didn’t have the dexterity he did, she thought that she might be able to smash them even in her lupus form.[html]
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