Tuktu Weir I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain
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"I don't know, really. I feel that they are undermined by a great deal," Wraen shrugged, though she had never met a live (or dead for that matter) spinster in her life. Most female wolves she had met, were either just as young as her, or were very comfortable, where they were. None of the expected grumpiness. 

"Well, you are right about that part and yet - you were her friend, right?" she was confused by his negative responsive. If Osprey had been her old pal, she would have wanted to know everything about her. She was - in fact - a pal, and she missed her mother dearly. 

"You do know that "I will think about it" is an equivalent of "big fat no". Just in a nice wrapping paper?" Wraen asked, tilting her head to the side. "Plus, you might be dead as a nail the next time I wander this far, but you have already been immortalized."
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RE: I hate to look into those eyes and see an ounce of pain - by Wraen - December 29, 2017, 05:41 PM