She could tell something was wrong with Lorenzo - his skin clung to his bones, as if he had not eaten in a very long time. He was stiff, almost brittle, if that was a good word to describe the male. Skye did not care very much at that moment, however, her glowering eyes still searching his face for signs of hostility.
She listened as he said his greetings, being a lot more respectful - and, quite frankly, intelligent - than his kin. Finally, she spoke. "A bit more respectful than your brother, I see," she grumbled grumpily. She then took a step backwards, allowing him to enter the territory. "Come in, then - they seem happy to see you, anyway." It was true - hearing the sound of the stranger's voice, they searched brightly for the source of the sound, yipping in excitement at the prospect of something new.
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