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Post by .Yukiko. on Jul 9, 2006 13:05:16 GMT -5
Yellow orbs glowed and looked intently at the silver femme. He sighed and nodded, still feeling the anger radiate from his mate. The chestnut grey brute touched his maw to hers and stood, beckoning to the charcoal cub to do the same. Without another word, he started to walk back to camp, throwing a last look at Tetesi.
"Come Azazel..." He growled quietly, his voice emotionless and cold. His mind reeled and he knew that Tetesi had been talking about Janichanua Zaburi...about Kimiko. He knew of her hatred towards the arctic femme but he disapproved of her attitude. The dead should be respected...not spoken of like that... he scowled and walked on, determined to look anywhere but the silver femmora. He may not know of the reason why Tetesi so dislikes Kimiko but he himself thought her at least respectable.
With a suddenly colder shoulder to Tetesi, the chestnut brujo broke into a run. Nearing the coast, he dipped into the still chilled water. It was no longer freezing and the tingly coolness was to his liking, in contrast to the heat of day.
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