11-04-2008, 02:57 PM
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“Yarn, huh?” Ehno was vaguely familiar with the stuff. A small Luperci town outside of what used to be Spain had some of the soft material lying about. Those wolves had used it to make some of those strange clothing items, but Ehno hadn’t stuck around long enough to find out how they did it. The male gave her a quick smile and glanced around for a moment. “It’s not silly at all. I’m sure there’s bound to be some in at least one of these buildings. I could help you search, if you’d like.”
Ehno accepted the paw she offered with her greeting, shaking as he had been taught months ago. It still felt strange to him, greeting this way, after growing up in only his natural form. “I’m Ehno Marino of Crimson Dreams. It’s a pleasure, Iskata.” When his hand was resting at his side once again, he realized that her name was rather familiar. “Sadira, you say? Any relation to Kansas Sadira?”
Ehno accepted the paw she offered with her greeting, shaking as he had been taught months ago. It still felt strange to him, greeting this way, after growing up in only his natural form. “I’m Ehno Marino of Crimson Dreams. It’s a pleasure, Iskata.” When his hand was resting at his side once again, he realized that her name was rather familiar. “Sadira, you say? Any relation to Kansas Sadira?”