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*Enzo* · 06-24-2014, 02:33 PM

It seemed he was the only cat she had ever seen. It made sense, in a world of wolves it wasn't often that cats took part in fraternizing. He nodded his great hulking head, chuckling as she mentioned he should be honored to be the first cat she ever saw. ?You should be honored to have a lion be the first cat you ever see, we're quite the eyeful.? Arrogance radiated in his tone as he tapered it off long enough to hear her answer his previous question. So, she had a pack - and was the leader of said pack - that owned the forest, the river, and the orchard. ?That's quite the expanse of territory, little wolf. Just how large is your pack?? Perhaps curiosity killed the cat, but it only served to feed Enzo's conceiving mind. ?I have been called many things, but my name is Enzo.? He wondered the numbers of wolves it would require to hold such a vast amount of land, and how much of it was chock full of prey he was probably too large and heavy to catch. The wolves, they would have no trouble pulling down meal after meal, he suspected. He had seen a pack hunt before, knew of their agility, speed, and teamwork. His curiosity piqued as he contemplated many things. The gears began to grind and rotate in his mind as thoughts came together, forming ideas. Idly, and unbeknownst to him, his claws began to knead the earth as he pondered and plotted within the caverns of his own mind.

?speak,?

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