03-01-2009, 01:40 PM
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  As soon as the girl spoke, Aurèle’s judgment was made. She was dealing with the same sort of attitude she had gathered from the other one. Perhaps their pack was willing to put up with this sort of thing. Maybe that was why they allowed mouthy children to throw themselves into other people’s lives without any thought of consequence. This idea was laughable. Aurèle would have no part of it. “You know, pitoune,” she began, a thin and peculiar smile on her face. “The last girl from your pack who gave me that attitude made a fool of herself.” |