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She squinted further at his broken face, still wondering if she could trust him. If he were part of Blackrock, he was an alley, but not the kind Chusi really wanted as a friend. He was strange and weirdly affectionate of her looks, ad that made her uncomfortable - more so than conversing with Ingram. For a moment did she regret not taking Arturo along, for he would certainly not allow anyone to treat her like this, but quickly brushed that thought away. She was grown now - she had to handle things on her own, as she had almost always done in her short existence. Resourceful and a quick learner, she was the ideal solo traveler and hunter. 

One eyebrow raised as he seemed a little awkward telling her how the pups had made their way to blackrock. Perhaps if Arturo had just educated her about this all, she would not have to drag others into her urge for knowledge. He had told her much, but not the kind of things she really wanted to know. Only the lessons on hunting and fighting were physically useful, and she supposed the long talks about life had given her some insight of the world too. 

She cocked her head to one side, trying to understand. Two beautiful wolves getting intimate resulted in babies? Was "fucking"  a part of this weird process for life? She made a look of "seriously? I'm a fucking child" when he wanted to show her how, afraid SHE might be the one getting puppies all of the sudden if they did this kind of thing. Besides, she didn't want to get any closer to this slobbering beast of lust - only imagining herself with this guy getting it on made her want to barf. Nuh - I would like tah see mah friends 'n congratulate 'em on their pops. She nodded sternly, leaving not much room for further discussion about getting intimate.