http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... blebot.png);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Surely Catherine was hungry, but she had a great resistence to hunger, which was very fortunate for her in that moment. That talk about food wasn't affecting her as it used to. As much she thought about it, more hungry she would get. But not this time. Lucky her. Nowadays, she was eating the few squirrels and birds she could get in the trees, and it wasn't enough for a wolf her size. "Yeah, sure." she said simply, trying to change the subject and be polite and at the same time, and she couldn't think right with the hunger. She wondered why the dark female in front of her repeated the name of the tribe with such wonder. She just let it go, feeling somehow uncomfortable near it. Maybe it was the shape it was in. The Secui form always threatened her, since the first one she ever met killed her mother, and the one was her own father. She shivered quietly in that memory. Trying to forget that, she payed attention in what it was saying. She nodded slowly. There was a while she didn't talk with someone of the pack. It was being a very cold and lonely winter, surely. The bird of prey in her shoulder squacked at the greeting. She laughed lightly at it. Seymour seemed to like this new wolf. She grimaced sadly and sighed, considering the recent life of Caliber. Herself got... lost once, when her father murdered her mother, and she killed him in revenge. In a twisted kind of way, it was Seymour that made her find herself again. She was grateful for it, and he was grate to her because she saved his life.
So, the other female did have skills. They seemed good, if she would join the pack. Unfortunately, this detail wasn't told to her, so she couldn't be sure. She rubbed her chin with one finger, thinking."Ah, so, what do you plan doing here? Any will to stay... permanently around or some?" she said, not trying to be very charismatic, as she sometimes did. |
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