02-25-2009, 07:39 PM
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http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... blebot.png);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Catherine was speechless at the black wolf's words. They deepened inside her like an arrow, half breking her bitterness, but only a small part of it. She looked at the male's blue eyes, feeling the intensiveness of it. Turning her face to look better at him, her right side shown up, her deep, recent scar appearing. She scratched it lightly, the pinky mark aching a little. She mostly did it in a inquisitive way. 'Was it what he meant at "whatever happens was meant to"?' she thought, curious. Her thoughts were vanished at his question.
"Catherine. Catherine Joily. Nice to meet you." she replied simply at once. At first, she didn't undertand why she answered so quickly. It may be the habit. She is always so polite, and is usualyy the first one to introduce herself. Now, she wasn't caring much. She wished she had met such a polite wolf with a better mood than now she was. Sighing, she looked away, turning to the tree besides him. |