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04-14-2020, 04:00 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-14-2020, 04:00 AM by Hester.)
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Hester watched, mainly amused at the theatrics of the youngster but curious. So this is what puppies were like? She'd never met one. They'd been as rare to her as ore from a rock, and having been previously enjoying a quiet night, she was having some small amount of trouble keeping up with the pup's rapid-fire questions. She examined the paw he offered to her and nodded, as if deciding something. "My, what large paws you have. Do you use them to slay great beasts?" she asked in amusement.
"Aye, i am Hester. Aye, I am the newest warrior to your clan," she said. "I crippled the bear; it hurt your father's wee leopard, though, so the killing blow was his." SHe amended the details he'd given patiently; what else had she to do this night? She hadn't planned on meeting a pup, but she certainly didn't know where to deliver him, should she decide to find someone who knew the young one's name. And, Hester decided, he is still within pack territory, so that was good enough for her. She wasn't certain if pups were allowed outside of the pack without an escort, but she also wasn't anxious to test that in the dead of night.
Hester's laugh was quiet so as not to wake any of the sleeping wolves nearby who had also decided to sleep beneath the stars this night. "Aye," she said finally, answering the last question he'd hurled at her. "I was shaking in my pelt." A slight exaggeration, perhaps she considered. "A good warrior knows when to be wary. Fighting a bear is a good time to be. Have you seen the size of their paws?" She recalled, almost perfectly, that its paws had been as large as her head, if not larger. She flicked her right ear to bring attention to it. "It sliced my ear in half, you know."
She walks. "She speaks." She thinks.
Hester watched, mainly amused at the theatrics of the youngster but curious. So this is what puppies were like? She'd never met one. They'd been as rare to her as ore from a rock, and having been previously enjoying a quiet night, she was having some small amount of trouble keeping up with the pup's rapid-fire questions. She examined the paw he offered to her and nodded, as if deciding something. "My, what large paws you have. Do you use them to slay great beasts?" she asked in amusement.
"Aye, i am Hester. Aye, I am the newest warrior to your clan," she said. "I crippled the bear; it hurt your father's wee leopard, though, so the killing blow was his." SHe amended the details he'd given patiently; what else had she to do this night? She hadn't planned on meeting a pup, but she certainly didn't know where to deliver him, should she decide to find someone who knew the young one's name. And, Hester decided, he is still within pack territory, so that was good enough for her. She wasn't certain if pups were allowed outside of the pack without an escort, but she also wasn't anxious to test that in the dead of night.
Hester's laugh was quiet so as not to wake any of the sleeping wolves nearby who had also decided to sleep beneath the stars this night. "Aye," she said finally, answering the last question he'd hurled at her. "I was shaking in my pelt." A slight exaggeration, perhaps she considered. "A good warrior knows when to be wary. Fighting a bear is a good time to be. Have you seen the size of their paws?" She recalled, almost perfectly, that its paws had been as large as her head, if not larger. She flicked her right ear to bring attention to it. "It sliced my ear in half, you know."
She walks. "She speaks." She thinks.
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