12-01-2009, 02:44 AM
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Thanks to Akumu for the table!
Annoyance flooded the hybrid at the sight of the girl still in bed, figuring if she was awake, so should Vieira be as well. The hybrid was tempted to stamp her foot to rouse the girl more quickly, but the sound of her voice had been enough, and already the younger canine was on her feet, standing at attention for only a moment before assuming a more submissive posture and babbling an apology. This only sparked the coyote to further ire, and she leaned in with a rather menacing growl. "So sorry to have disturbed you," she said, reinforcing the statement with a click of yellowed canines next to the girl's face.
Withdrawing herself from the other canine's dwelling, the hybrid stepped backwards, indicating Viei should follow immediately. The coyote would drink herself stupid tonight on the Russian-brewed liquor the Quintus had brought back from the city, and she itched at the thought. It seemed only substances could cure the ache in her very soul, and she was intensely glad she had the smaller canine to send off to obtain that precious drink. "I'm up, you're up. Got it?" she asked, wondering how many times she might have to reinforce this lesson. True, it was not Viei who had put the coyote woman in such a bad mood, but she needed to express some of that anger welling up in her, and it was the poor Quintus who would receive the brunt of that.
Withdrawing herself from the other canine's dwelling, the hybrid stepped backwards, indicating Viei should follow immediately. The coyote would drink herself stupid tonight on the Russian-brewed liquor the Quintus had brought back from the city, and she itched at the thought. It seemed only substances could cure the ache in her very soul, and she was intensely glad she had the smaller canine to send off to obtain that precious drink. "I'm up, you're up. Got it?" she asked, wondering how many times she might have to reinforce this lesson. True, it was not Viei who had put the coyote woman in such a bad mood, but she needed to express some of that anger welling up in her, and it was the poor Quintus who would receive the brunt of that.