the anthem of success

*Silverback* · 08-09-2013, 04:09 PM

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The male's words were just plain idiotic. He seemed to have calmed himself. What kind of creature in their right mind, fears ghosts and visions more than real killers of flesh and blood? She would've been irritated and disappointed if she hadn't been so surprised. Presented with this new riddle, she swayed her head backwards ever so slightly and met those newly-calmed perwinkle eyes full force. Perhaps she should still just kill him. Oh but then she'd get blood all over her fur and she'd just groomed herself. She'd be restrained... for the moment at least.

At the male's polite request, she backed off a step and lifted her nose ever so slightly. "At least you have manners," she mumbled to herself. Out of slanted grey-green eyes she watched him for a minute. Finally, with seeming reluctance, she let fall, "Silverback." Why were names so important to wolves, anyway? Was the identity given by sight and scent not enough? Seemed like every creature she met asked for hers. She was a freaking snow leopard, it wasn't like there were too many to keep track of.

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