03-02-2009, 08:15 AM
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She had expected Monsieur DaVinci to show up. Her head didn't turn as he came to sit among them. Whinifred said nothing to him just sat and let him talk. When his first words came out she nodded her head and finally looked at him smiling. "Oui monsieur." Fred remembered that there had been a death in the pack. She was sure all the pack members who had known the madame had been distraught. Fred didn't know what they felt. She couldn't feel sorrow much anymore, at least not for the dead or wounded. The strawberry french women tried to not think about the lack of pity for others.
She had expected Monsieur DaVinci to show up. Her head didn't turn as he came to sit among them. Whinifred said nothing to him just sat and let him talk. When his first words came out she nodded her head and finally looked at him smiling. "Oui monsieur." Fred remembered that there had been a death in the pack. She was sure all the pack members who had known the madame had been distraught. Fred didn't know what they felt. She couldn't feel sorrow much anymore, at least not for the dead or wounded. The strawberry french women tried to not think about the lack of pity for others.
"Merci Monsieur." She said after he had spoken then looking to the girl Whinifred bowed her head in respect before getting to her paws. "Au revoir Madame I will see you around." The french women said with a small smile on her other wise emotionless face. Turning away she gave DaVinci one last nodd. She hoped they would not be sad long. Sadness was such a strong emotion, draning, on them and the pack. The blonde women made her way towards where she kept her dagger and bow.