09-02-2012, 03:15 PM
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[/html]Claudius did not miss Vigilante's slow and weary entrance, nor the dog leader's lack of words. He knew that few suffered from speech problems like he did, so it was likely for some other reason. Perhaps Vigilante was wounded, tired, or sick. Claudius was curious, but not concerned; he respected the other canine enough to keep quiet and not question it, but he didn't know the leader personally, so he could only afford to concern himself if it ended up hindering his cause. He needed to focus and not let cowards, such as Silvano, distract him from what he was here to do.[/html]
He was quick to notice that when someone did speak, it was Silvano--and he said 'we.' Claudius frowned when Silvano named himself the Constable. This word held no meaning to Claudius and since he'd never heard it used before, he couldn't tell if it meant he was some sort of uppity scout or if he actually belonged here.
"A-a-a-aniwa-aya... has... not... ha-a-ad... any... trou-uh-hu-ble... wuh-with yuh-you, Cuh-Crimson Duh-dreams, or a-a-any pa-a-ack suh-since... Ma-a-aska... wa-a-as de-puh-posed. Huh-how-w-wever... we cuh-cannot... suh-survive... wuh-without our... wuh-warriors... if wuh-we wi-wi-wish to puh-protect... our huh-home. I ha-a-ave cuh-come here as... the Cuh-councilman... a-a-and suh-second-in-cuh-command... tuh-to U-luh-lilohi... E-Ehn... to nuh-negotiate... the ruh-return of our wuh-warriors. We duh-do nuh-not... want to... see... any muh-more... suh-suh-strife... between... our puh-packs." [html]