His work on her nape was more than she had expected. She'd washed in the river the best she could but the way he worked at the tangles suggested there was more there than met the eye, or rather, her assumptions. A sigh escaped her. At least she was getting care of some kind so that wound wouldn't fester and become a bigger bother.
He stopped as soon as she asked her question. Immediately her ears flicked back, swiveling to turn their attention towards him as she awaited his reply. His first question was rhetorical. Since he was no longer working on her nape, she turned to give him a stare that was suggested of a negative response before he began to speak again. At his admission she turned her gaze neutrally towards the trees so he might have access once more. He voiced things she was aware of, but hadn't voiced. Her own efforts to recruit hadn't gone over so well either and she'd met quite a few lone creatures in these parts.
He'd traveled farther than she would have to go look for new wolves. Then again, she'd technically visited the same plains were those puppies were from so it wasn't exactly out of her range. She kept that bit of information to herself as she murmured an amicable "Mmm," and left it at that. His reasoning was his own. The deed was done. She wasn't about to argue the past.
His soft spot for children was definitely not reserved for the sore spot that was her nape. His teeth bit as he offered an apology. She wasn't sure if it were for they coyotes or her neck, but she accepted it for both cases as she grit her teeth and growled as if it would help fight off the unsatisfying instinct of another's teeth against her flesh. Fortunately, it seemed he had finished almost as quickly as he'd started.
"Let them die," she said with a hiss, but that was mostly because a cool breeze upset the rawness of her now exposed flesh. It burned like the dickens, but she appreciated his desire for cleanliness. "They compete for the same resources and do not have the same level of raw power as we do. You can raise them like wolves, but they will never truly be one of us." She was tempted to flop over and rinse the wound herself, but Reek was overseeing her and she was trying to remember that. "Saena mentioned you referred to them as 'investments'. In what way were you thinking?"
He stopped as soon as she asked her question. Immediately her ears flicked back, swiveling to turn their attention towards him as she awaited his reply. His first question was rhetorical. Since he was no longer working on her nape, she turned to give him a stare that was suggested of a negative response before he began to speak again. At his admission she turned her gaze neutrally towards the trees so he might have access once more. He voiced things she was aware of, but hadn't voiced. Her own efforts to recruit hadn't gone over so well either and she'd met quite a few lone creatures in these parts.
He'd traveled farther than she would have to go look for new wolves. Then again, she'd technically visited the same plains were those puppies were from so it wasn't exactly out of her range. She kept that bit of information to herself as she murmured an amicable "Mmm," and left it at that. His reasoning was his own. The deed was done. She wasn't about to argue the past.
His soft spot for children was definitely not reserved for the sore spot that was her nape. His teeth bit as he offered an apology. She wasn't sure if it were for they coyotes or her neck, but she accepted it for both cases as she grit her teeth and growled as if it would help fight off the unsatisfying instinct of another's teeth against her flesh. Fortunately, it seemed he had finished almost as quickly as he'd started.
"Let them die," she said with a hiss, but that was mostly because a cool breeze upset the rawness of her now exposed flesh. It burned like the dickens, but she appreciated his desire for cleanliness. "They compete for the same resources and do not have the same level of raw power as we do. You can raise them like wolves, but they will never truly be one of us." She was tempted to flop over and rinse the wound herself, but Reek was overseeing her and she was trying to remember that. "Saena mentioned you referred to them as 'investments'. In what way were you thinking?"
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admit no guest without a date of departure - by Citali - October 04, 2015, 10:27 PM
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