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*Warja* · (This post was last modified: 06-14-2014, 04:25 PM by Warja.)

"Hey yourself beautiful stranger!" Both ears flicked back irritably. She was much too sleepy at the moment for compliments. The boy pranced over, far too cheerful for Warja's current mood, and began bombarding her with questions. Sitting up slowly, the young wolf stretched, her blanket of snow falling away in large patches. "I fell asleep and it snowed while I slept." His next question/statement combo made her eyebrows lift. "I live here," she stated flatly, then, because she just felt like it, she said, "There are no demons here. Only monsters, but we have a truce. Which," She paused for emphasis, "You aren't part of, so it's you who's lucky I'm here." There. She wanted to know what he had to say to that.

Her eyes drifted to the porcupine and a seed of mischief took root in her chest. "See that thing over there?" She tipped her head in porky's direction. "Do you know what that is?" The porcupine continued on its merry way, all but oblivious to the two small wolves as it rooted through the snow. It knew they were no threat. No one was dumb enough to seriously mess with such a creature.

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