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Hee hee! This is a great thread, I like the way Null and Rurik bicker 
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The sable female could not help but smile at the pair as she looked at them, it was amusing to her to see two such opposite wolves being friends, especially as it seemed that the large wolf dog was very much under the control of the little wolf that stood before her. The younger female (then again there weren't many left in the lands who were older than Soran) gestured rather wildly as she talked, saying how she liked the sunflowers. Soran could not help but agree, the sunflowers were really rather impressive, she had seen pictures of them in books but it had only been recently that she had seen them for real, they had been more impressive when she had been able to touch them, to see them reach to her shoulders, she had never seen such tall flowers before. As the girl spoke about how she liked them the sable female nodded politely, she did agree with that the younger female was saying after all. She smiled at the younger female.
"You should see them in the summer time, when they are in full bloom, just flowers as far as the eye can see, they seem to go on forever, it is really very impressive." Soran replied, still smiling warmly at the pair. The female then introduced them both, she really was clearly in charge here and Soran dipped her head in a small bow of greeting, it was nice to meet a pair of loners on her journey about the lands. Null explained that the male, Rurik was actually a big softy and Soran let out a small chuckle.
"Ah, often you find that the largest of our kind tend to be the gentlest" Soran replied, another small chuckle escaping her dark lips as she did so, a warm, friendly sound that was rare for the ebony female recently.
The male spoke then, his voice matching his stature, a warm, rich baritone, she noted his heavy Russian accent, for a moment Soran could not help but think of Syemv, her Alpha had been Russian when she had lived there, his name had also been Rurik, the sable female could not help but wonder if it was a common name in Russia. But the name and the accent was enough to have happy, peaceful memories wash over the ebony female, bringing a genuine smile to her lips. She nodded as the male spoke, saying that he had hoped to show Null the flowers before they had died away, he then asked about New Dawn, saying that they lived in the old ways. Soran nodded to confirm that he was correct and then smiled as Null spoke about the wolves doing wolf-y things. This then caused the pair to descend into what seemed to be bickering to the sable female, it was not nasty though, it was more amusing to the ebony lady. She let out a little chuckle as the pair argued, until they mentioned Inferni, for a moment Soran's face betrayed her feelings for Inferni, her brows furrowing into a frown; she had never forgiven the coyotes for their attack on Syemv, they had destroyed her home land, they had killed her friends and pack mates, they had let a rapist and a murderer into their ranks and allowed him to terrorise her, she would never forgive them, nor would she ever forget. And what had it all been for? All for a small patch of land, the bloodshed had not been worth that, surely? The sable female regained her composure and nodded once more.
"Yes, they... we prefer to live more how wolves once lived, not using human tools and the like, we have no need for farming as other packs do. We generally have no human items, though they are not completely forbidden, they are frowned upon though." Soran replied, patting the canvas satchel at her hip as she did so to indicate that she had been permitted to hold onto her human artifacts to a degree.
"How about you? Where are you from?" The sable female asked, assuming that they were loners, but wondering where they stayed while they were wandering. She brushed a loose strand of mane from out of her eyes while she observed the pair, narrowing her green eyes as she noticed the whiteness of a few of the strands there.
