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*Silverback* · 07-31-2013, 12:43 PM

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Silverback was pleased to see from the use of 'Your Grace', that the little black fae was picking up on the game. Truth be told 'conversation' was not something that the she-cat had ever really had any practice with. Growing up, she'd had her mother. That was about it. Her father had left before the party got started - typical of leopard males, and her siblings hadn't survived their first winter. Anything resembling 'skill' in speaking was just her personality. Silverback didn't like or dislike talking to others - it just depended on her ever swinging mood and on the company itself. She was used to years alone, but lately she'd been given to searching out another of her species. Or even genus for that matter.

Hormones probably.

Not that it hurt to have the occasional platonic relationship too.

But just as quick as a snap, the conversation took a new turn. "Hmmmm," Silverback gave a shake of her head. "No no darling. You mustn't go around letting the world decide what it is to call you. You decide for yourself what you are, and tell it plainly." Another roll of the shoulders. "Your kind tends to think such great thoughts of company and opinions and pack matters-" Silverback almost chuckled. "But I do hope you don't forget what it means to be an individual."

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