my heart is as cold as the clouds of your breath

[Maserati de le Poer]

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-- ----------faster, faster.. the lights are turnin' red After receiving the go ahead to come over, Maserati trotted over lightly with a bit more spring to her step than usual. Side by side, only the hue of their eyes would reveal their common genetics. This thought struck her queerly for a moment as she neared Ryan--her half-sibling looked much more coyote than either herself or Anselm, and she could only figure Anselm had been nondescript with the ladies when it came to conceiving his children. The marked girl hardly resembled her father herself--she much took after her mother. Anselm had a much more powerful figure, whereas Maserati was (extra) fine tuned for agility and speed. Her coat also matched her biological mother's, as Gale had eventually told her. It was pure coincidence that Kendra, her adopted mother, also sported a dark coat. Top of the afternoon, to yeh! she exclaimed once she figured she was in comfortable talking distance. Pardon me for pesterin', but yeh wouldn't happen to be Ryan de le Poer, now would yeh? Deciding it was rude to know someone else's name without them knowing hers, she quickly introduced herself. Oi'm Maserati. de le Poer. Oi guess. She flashed a sheepish smile as she shrugged and took a seat. In the back of her mind, she prayed she wasn't wrong--if this were anyone but Ryan they'd probably think her mad for approaching and acting so 'needlessly' enthused. Her head cocked up at the towering optime's figure as she awaited a response.

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