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09-14-2014, 09:04 AM
His head whipped around to turn in the wolf's general direction. What was it about wolves that gave them such hubris? No wonder Gylton marked them as damned. "What use are ears to those who won't listen?" He spat bitterly. His connection with the gods had been broken, his concentration compromised, he instead returned to the eye in his talons, muttering all the while about etiquette. "That is wrong harbinger. You are our appointed messenger, you must speak to the chaff as well to the golden grains." whispered Daphion, in a voice only Noah heard. He sighed deeply and turned back to the wolf I am no interpreter Alpo*. And neither Gylton nor Daphion wish to repeat themselves through me." He said, an absinthian tone ebbing away at the forced serenity in his voice. With that settled he turned back to his meal, pulling at tendons and nerves to salvage any meat that might have remained on the pellet. Gylton Daphion Speech |
*Alpo: An insult used exclusively for wolves derived from a human word associated with dogs, connotative of one too inept to hunt or a boorish wolf in general