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N/A · 12-09-2015, 04:33 PM

The voice she heard was a monotone thing. Pamela had fled, second guessing joining a pack. She had been wary. Not that she was afraid necessarily of an individual, but strangers as a whole, a whole pack, made her wonder if it was worth it. Pamela couldn’t see individuals as others could. She couldn’t read their voices the same. All she heard was the same monotone voice, regardless of age or gender. All she could see was the silhouette of such creatures. Could... She really trust them?

Lost in her thoughts, lost in her mind, she didn’t hear the approach of another until he was upon her. Pamela would jump, spinning around to face the stranger. But, breathing in, she’d recognize the scent. This wasn’t a stranger at all. It was her brother.

Pamela would press into Kakashi in a heartbeat, breathing in his scent. She practically drank it in, closing her bicolored eyes as her ears fell back against her skull. “I... I’m sorry...” Pam whispered. “I got nervous... I was second guessing staying there and I...” She let her words fall short. “I missed you.”

"Listen to me talk," 'but read my thoughts.'

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