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N/A · 06-19-2014, 02:11 AM

The oddity would speak, her voice holding a teasing lit. Roman chuckled slightly at her words, and her ears flicked forward towards her as she spoke. She seemed to breeze through conversation, something that Roman could appreciate. She introduced herself as Envy Rapacity, and asks about the pack that Roman resides over. Her ears tilt and fall back as the other woman speaks. Roman notes that Envy seems to think a lot of herself, and she wonders if she can live up to the words that she speaks. Roman mulls over her question. "My pack is small. It's history is rocky- full of upheaval, but it is finally healing- finally growing. We are small- but we shouldn't be trifled with. I don't seek to cause wars, but I'm not afraid to spill blood to protect my own. The wolves under me seek to be well-rounded in everything: fighting, healing, and hunting. We don't seek to cause trouble- but we'll answer it with tooth and claw, if need be. We are a neutrally aligned pack, and prefer to stay out of the foolish nonsense that seems to riddle this land- unless it comes to our borders- or unless our allies call upon us." She pauses here for a moment, her eyes burning with an intensity, the fire she always felt when she spoke of Tortuga burning within her. She was proud of what it had become. Soon, she hoped their ranks would be full, and Tortuga would have healed from it's rocky past. Would that answer the question that this dame seemed to demand to know the answer too? Tortuga is not mice nor monster. The pack was a neutral as they came these days, and with her upcoming litter of pups.. neutrality, was really what they would need.

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