09-21-2008, 10:15 AM
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| http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c13/v ... blemew.jpg);background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:bottom;">ans serif;font-size:11px;line-height:11px; color:#0f2034; padding:4px; margin-bottom:120px; text-align:justify;"> Word count: 334 More arrived at the happening as time passed, and Mew stood there next to her alpha and watched old and new members greet Cer back. A stranger approached them, and called himself DaVinci. Truly, Mew hoped Cer would know better than to accept him in should he wish for it. The outcome of the war had not been how Mew had wished it to be, and she had found no satisfaction for the revenge that she felt inside. This one was a cross-breed, a coalition of the two races, and Mew felt disgust rise to her throat. However, it might be a case of rape, which would quench that disgust somewhat, even though it made her think of her brother and the things he had done. No, if it was up to her, this one would never be among their ranks. Not even as a lowest rank member. The ivory femme was tempted to comment on his words - and you never will be, but she kept her thoughts to herself. She knew very well how her opinions angered others, and some of them were present. With a certain amount of surprise she spotted her aunt entering the scene, in her four-legged form for once. Secretly, Mew had considered Hanna gone a long time ago, having not seen her in a long time. She hardly ever was around, and - sort of like her mother - didn't always seem keen on contact. Colibri had promised that they would meet, but nothing of the sort had happened since the ex-rosea left the pack. Perhaps the two were more alike than one would think. Nevertheless, Mew was glad to see her, though she did not rush over to greet her. This was about Cer's return, after all, and not her aunt's. Thus, she said nothing, neither to that nor the question Cer had presented. The newer members could take care of the brainstorming; it was they who needed to get to know their rosea, not Mew. |