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[Wraith Creed]

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[/html]Even though she told him to stop staring at her weirdly, he didn’t respond. He was quiet and didn’t say anything in reply, but stopped giving her those creepy looks. They were kind of like the creepy smiles Hybrid used to make when he talked about things she didn’t understand. She didn’t like it. It was weird and she’d rather remember her father as a warrior than a weirdo like this guy.

“What’s Africa?” she asked immediately, but had to stop from chirping in when he spoke up again. His explanation was poor and she didn’t like that he didn’t know what he was. He was definitely stupid, she decided; there could be no other real explanation, after all.

“Eww,” she immediately replied when he claimed that wolves fucked coyotes--and these jackal things, too. She wrinkled her nose, flattened her ears, and recoiled. “That’s gross,” she informed him. “Do they really have sex?” she asked, after a moment’s hesitation. Fear clawed at her insides, threatening to tear her apart. What if there were coyotes in Inferni who weren’t really coyotes? [html]

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