Walk Softly
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Silvery eyes considered the hybrid. Coyote kin they must be then, these Inferni. She remembered the use of staking the heads of the enemies had been a ghoulish trait of the coyotes who'd held her captive. She flashed her teeth in a feral smile. "I've seen such things used before, by a coyote clan I once had the misfortune to know," She said this last with a hiss of a snarl, unconsciously running a claw along some of the vivid scars that traced her muzzle. Cicatrice took in the next bit of imformation. If this other pack ever needed aid against these Inferni, she would be willing to lend her skills. "And from where do you hail?" She asked, watching the female. Cicatrice had already noticed how much information she had gained without giving any in return. Either this female was very trusting, naive, or simply not curious about a stranger in the lands, none of which, in her opinion was a good thing. If she were in the female's skin, she'd have asked Cicatrice a few questions by now, and yet she hadn't even asked Cicatrice her name yet. Cicatrice had not asked of her name because she would rather gain as much information as possible before diverting the female's attention.


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