11-27-2009, 11:14 PM
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Snake wouldn’t have pitied the boy even if he had been sad that he had been estranged from his parents—pity wasn’t really in his range of emotions, which was spectacularly small regardless. He did look at the golden-eyed coyote with interest, though. He showed a remarkable amount of independence for so young. At his age, Snake had still been in New Haven. He would have jumped through hoops if asked, merely because he had been asked—and he had a good sense of self-preservation. But here Mason was, basically living it alone in Inferni. Snake was sure that the clan looked after him, but still. Snake hadn’t struck off truly alone until he had been ten months old.
The gold-hued coyote shrugged his shoulders. “That’s pretty cool, looking out for yourself in these parts. Not many else your age could boast of that,” he said, his voice verging on complimentary. Such mentions were very rare from the green-eyed canid, so anyone who knew him well would be somewhat surprised. “Got any plans for when you grow up? You gonna stay here, or are you maybe gonna go out and see other places?” Snake was still undecided on that topic, but he was happy in Inferni for the moment, so he didn’t have plans.
Snake wouldn’t have pitied the boy even if he had been sad that he had been estranged from his parents—pity wasn’t really in his range of emotions, which was spectacularly small regardless. He did look at the golden-eyed coyote with interest, though. He showed a remarkable amount of independence for so young. At his age, Snake had still been in New Haven. He would have jumped through hoops if asked, merely because he had been asked—and he had a good sense of self-preservation. But here Mason was, basically living it alone in Inferni. Snake was sure that the clan looked after him, but still. Snake hadn’t struck off truly alone until he had been ten months old.
The gold-hued coyote shrugged his shoulders. “That’s pretty cool, looking out for yourself in these parts. Not many else your age could boast of that,” he said, his voice verging on complimentary. Such mentions were very rare from the green-eyed canid, so anyone who knew him well would be somewhat surprised. “Got any plans for when you grow up? You gonna stay here, or are you maybe gonna go out and see other places?” Snake was still undecided on that topic, but he was happy in Inferni for the moment, so he didn’t have plans.
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