sunsets and icy jets
07-31-2013, 11:07 AM
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The coiled power in her hind legs eased off a hair, when Silverback saw the newcomer approach. Grey-green eyes took in the dark form of, yes, another wolf. The mutt didn't bother to say anything. No gasps of surprise or shock or fear at the sight of something so strange and beautiful as the snow leopard. Oh well, Silverback's was not the sort of vanity that fed off the opinions of others. Oh it was much too strong for that. She was a cat after all. But the arrogance of the others gaze was rather amuzing. The silver siren paused and let out a rumble that could've been a growl or a purr. "Pray tell, darling. Is this lake already claimed?" She had hardly been expecting others to be out here on this frozen slab of water. Well not anything other than a cat at least. But of course there were none of those. Silverback had found that she was starting to get used to the disappointment. Or perhaps it was just that she was tired and numb to whatever troubles the day might still hold. Maybe this entering specter would prove a point of interest in an otherwise boring day, or perhaps it would be one more episode to log away in the dusty corners of her feline brain.