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As the other fae seemed unfazed by her frightening appearance, the gladatrix would sit down and listen to her voice as it filled her ears, trusting and almost unafraid. The hellish looking dame shook her head in response, she didn't mind much, since she spent much time alone. "Fine by me, I would hate for anyone to be out in that weather." She told the other she wolf with a lopsided grin, then suddenly remembered her manners. "I'm Udosa by the way, what's your name?" She asked, making a light attempt at conversation to pass the time while the storm raged outside the comfort of the tree's foliage. Shaking out her fur, she winced as water went everywhere, a few drops splashing on the she wolf beside her. She mumbled an apology, accompanied by a sheepish grin.

ooc; sorry for shortness and crappiness!




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