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03-13-2013, 02:01 PM

A slight bristle was her first reaction to Frayer's cruel words, a sharp narrowing of her eyes as she glared at the male. But after a moment, she forced herself to respond, voice now quieter still and fiercely controlled. "Ah yes, I do so love water." Was there any hint of her irritation in her voice? She hoped not. But it was there. Damn him. Damn him and that stupid smug smile and that unconcerned way that he was talking, like he didn't care about her at all.



She was angry. But she was also hurt, unfortunately enough for her. That was something that she was fiercely denying at the moment. She couldn't be hurt if she was angry, right? And it seemed like Frayer was just trying to irritate her even more. If she knew him at all, he probably was. But Sheylie wasn't sure if she knew him. Still, he was acting like the Frayer that she remembered. The Frayer who had left her pack without a goodbye.



The female made a slight bow as Frayer spoke, stepping aside even as she glowered at the male. "No, I wouldn't want you to freeze to death. But you're going to have to budge over. Unless you want me to freeze." Of course, he probably did. And she should leave; she shouldn't torture herself. But she'd be damned if she let him see that he was having any sort of affect on her.



Stepping forward daintily, she wriggled into the small space, trying to ignore how close she was to Frayer. It was easier to ignore when she realized that a chunk of her haunches was hanging out in the freezing rain. Stupid, stupid wolf. Why was he here? Why had he chosen right then to reappear when he'd been gone for years? Why couldn't he just stay gone, huh? "Isn't this nice?" She was going to play the game as well as he did. She was going to look unconcerned even when she was almost shaking with anger. She just wanted to shred his ears, to yell at him until he understood how she felt.



But she wouldn't deign to lower herself to his level. Instead, Sheylie turned a thoughtful gaze out into the pouring rain, shivering slightly as she tried to pull her body into a smaller space. She would not let him realize how angry she was. He had walked out of her life without a care in the world and he was just as unbothered as ever now that he was returning. So she would be just as cool, even when she was furious. Furious at Frayer, at herself, at her pack, at everyone right then. Why was this happening?



"Talking!"