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Kipling had a few more choice words for the male, and though she still held him in distaste she couldn't help but to find some of what he said amusing. She hated it. Fighting off the slight tug at the edges of her muzzle, her snarl fell short, and she was left to dissolve her aggression into what she attempted to be a frustrated sigh. Just in time, as another wolf approached from the Spire's borders with a more ostentatious posture than the squirt next to him.
But he didn't speak, apparently not so quick to strike up conversation like the smooth-talker behind him. The new male was obviously dominant, at least more than the first, but Kipling remained unaware exactly who was the alpha. It could have actually been the hybrid for all she knew, though at this point she remained doubtful on that theory. They were on common ground but she took a step back at his rumble, and shrunk down submissively, if there was anyone here to impress he seemed to be it.
Still, she remained unsure of what to say with him simply staring, and the silence between them served to weigh heavily on her chest, until she broke out in an unsure,
But he didn't speak, apparently not so quick to strike up conversation like the smooth-talker behind him. The new male was obviously dominant, at least more than the first, but Kipling remained unaware exactly who was the alpha. It could have actually been the hybrid for all she knew, though at this point she remained doubtful on that theory. They were on common ground but she took a step back at his rumble, and shrunk down submissively, if there was anyone here to impress he seemed to be it.
Still, she remained unsure of what to say with him simply staring, and the silence between them served to weigh heavily on her chest, until she broke out in an unsure,
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I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Kipling - July 31, 2014, 09:47 PM
RE: I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Fang - July 31, 2014, 10:02 PM
RE: I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Kipling - July 31, 2014, 10:37 PM
RE: I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Fang - July 31, 2014, 10:48 PM
RE: I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Ferdie Von Pelt - July 31, 2014, 10:48 PM
RE: I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Kipling - July 31, 2014, 11:09 PM
RE: I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Fang - July 31, 2014, 11:43 PM
RE: I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Ferdie Von Pelt - August 01, 2014, 05:36 AM
RE: I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Kipling - August 01, 2014, 05:29 PM
RE: I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Ferdie Von Pelt - August 02, 2014, 10:09 AM
RE: I'm an optimist of the most dangerous kind - by Kipling - August 02, 2014, 02:01 PM