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*Amon* · 03-06-2017, 06:13 PM

Naamah was, as always, strangely unaffected by the male. Amon was used to the ever present thrum of unease in the wolves he dealt with on a day-to-day basis, and this did not exclude his family. He was used to a pause before they spoke, a quiver if he expressed his inevitable frustration or discontent. With this shadowy femme, there was none of this. In fact, she seemed almost... glad to see him. It wasn't something he was accustomed to, least of all from one not of his blood. She confessed that yes, she had ruined many a day, and that drew a raspy chuckle from the depths of his maw. He was surprised (though perhaps he should not have been) that she felt somewhat similar to him. "Strange, different, either or. Makes no difference to me." Hell, as far as he was concerned either word worked just fine in this scenario.

She seemed as pleased by this odd plant as he was, though Amon would confess to uncertainty when it came to plants in this realm. He could not place it's name. "Yes, always nice to escape the heat. I favor cooler climates as well," he confessed, verging dangerously close to 'small talk.' He nearly shuddered at the very concept. Yet, for some reason, he continued. "This is much preferred. You know the area well, then?" He would not pass up an opportunity to gather intel. Or perhaps another meal... His stomach grumbled in response to the thought, but he pushed it away. Perhaps later, but for not he waited to hear if Naamah had ought of interest to offer about the surrounding land.
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