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Saigh
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Date Posted: 20:14:06 05/21/02 Tue
In reply to:
Cayden
's message, "^Nod^" on 18:19:33 05/19/02 Sun
-hackles raise at the attempted domination by the male. Lips curl back to reveal ivory canines, though only a semblance of a growl is emitted... a whisper of a threat. Body lowers to the ground, lowering femme's center of gravity should male lunge. Amber optics, usually so attentive, do miss Aryian's exit, all senses focused upon the challenging male before her. To divert attention elsewhere, especially when facing a mature male dire wolf, could very likely lead to serious injury. Female realizes that brute is not pressuring her for full-fledge battle, yet if he was merely testing her, she was doing the same to him. Males here were few and far between... in fact, he was one of the first. Did he have the ferocity, strength, and maturity it took to lead a pack of direwolves? First impressions of the male indicates that yes, he did. But how would he react if she challenged his dominance? Muscles tense beneath ebon pelt, cognizance never shifting from his own occulars-
(ooc: I am so sorry, our phones were out for THREE DAYS! Our telephone company just came out today to fix the problem, so now hopefully I won't have anymore surprise absences)
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