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*Champion* · 03-18-2013, 11:59 AM

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From the distance of a few paces Champion watched what would transpire. She'd hoped that the male calling himself Roman would take her hint and politeness of her tone and back off along with her. Even then there could be a scrap. But to Champion's surprise the male barked back an insult and more questions to the Banshee and then turned right about and started speaking to Champion.Not a wise move by the she-wolf's guess, and her eyes focused on the monster rather than the man.

The massive, dark stranger was turning. Champion tarried, watching that zombified figure rack and lurch it's way into the distance and the deeper mists. She was...gone? Something loosened in Champion's chest - a breath she'd been holding whether for danger or thrill. A bit of a let-down this...and yet a relief at the same time.

Or was it too early to call off her guard? The dame's burgundy eyes searched the shreds of fog and swamp gas. No, she'd been brought too close to the verge of a heart-pounding, blood-letting brawl to calm down so quickly. Champion's paws remained light, her ears remained perked, and her eyes remained bright. She'd be a fool if she thought that just because the black wolf was out of sight there was no danger to be feared.

With something between a smirk and grin, Champion turned to sidle up along with the black male. "You've got quite a mouth on you, you know that?" she asked with a chuckle. Course she was always getting herself into trouble too - hence why she was here - but at least she did so with an observant eye and a friendly tongue. Still, she wasn't about to presume to chasten the male. She hated anything that resembled a lecture for, despite her huge size she was just a two year old. And on top of that, this male seemed to have taken a fancy to her just as quickly as he'd taken a dislike to the Banshee.

Squelch. Squish. Squelch. Champion fell in step with the male and her great, curled tail gave a wag. "We're headed in the right direction. It's wet and muddy here but it's not sinking mud - see how there's still a bunch of grasses growing in these parts - that means thicker soil. -Ooh!- what out for that place over there - that pool with the log on it - I saw a pointy headed snake on that log on my way in."

As she spoke Champion locked gazes, or tried to, with this wolf. Roman's eyes were strange. The thought of blindness dawned on her again, and in truth it would make sense. If he had no eyes, it would explain why he was unphased by the sight of the Banshee.

"Um, I realize it might be rude of me to ask but - are you blind?"

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~I?m now becoming my own S.e.l.f.-.f.u.l.f.i.l.l.e.d. Prophecy ~

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