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She kept her eye contact with the deer, the mega out grown beast that stood before her and talked to her. She was not sure if this was normal but at least she could appreciate the different perspective. Alas, her perspective on pain didn't seem so different than from wolves. You would think a prey animal would like pain with how they were sometimes hunted.

She gotten her question bounced back, if she liked pain. "I like to give others pain, because I feel pain," she returned. She had hurt a starving loner before, though not with the said consequences. She had still that bite wound on her shoulder. Still she liked to see them in pain and struggling for their last breath. Suffer the same pain she had. It made her feel better about the fact that she was still alive. Her stoic face kept eyed contact with the other. "Though mostly wolves, because I identify more with those than your kind," she added.

Her mind started to rattle. Would this deer-thing attract a lot of wolves? What if she was able to hurt them? Maybe she could make a lure out of this thing and use it for herself. That would be something interesting.