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. Anarchy . -Vertigo-
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Date Posted: 17:23:10 09/22/01 Sat
In reply to:
Gaea, Forceful Angel, Trouble With Angels, and Angel Tears
's message, "amusement indeed..." on 19:04:28 09/21/01 Fri
One "brow" raises slightly at the mention of "peace"... the word is barely known to him. Eyes shift to the tensed form of Forceful Angel, and a slightly-lecherous grin shows. Now there is the sort of femora he is used to! Meeting her cold eyes, the brute nods once, acknowledging their similarity in fierceness, even if he hides his at this moment.
-Warily, the steely villain watches Anarchy, prepared for anything. He notes how the pale other looks at Force, and a deep growl rumbles from within powerful chest.-
Turns to his old packmate, and stares imperiously at the other, not even bothering to bare lethal fangs in retaliation.
-Snorts disgustedly, and turns away. Maybe Anarchy has changed... maybe not. He must be ready. From corner of his eye the grey mascu glimpses Angel Tears' movement.... it takes only a split-second for his whole attention to be focused on her. Lobes prick attentively, and oculars shine with unsupressed emotion, hope foremost. As she speaks he gapes in shock... but quickly recovers to delight at the brief contact. Muzzle joyfully caresses her neck, and he stands as she moves back to Gaea and the others, wanting to follow. Sinking back onto haunches, tongue lolls as he looks joyfully at Gaea.-
-Following the leader's gaze to Anarchy, golden eyes stare at the chaos wolf... knowing the latent danger within the other. But soon, he turns to look adoringly at Angel Tears, immensely relieved that she is speaking and coherent again.-
Watches the going-ons with a bored gaze, not knowing the history of the femme. Stifling a yawn, he is aware of the continued gaze of Gaea. He stands, his frame immense and imposing (being a Mackenzie wolf, he's about 160 lbs.), while pale eyes shift from wolf to wolf. Fore lowers, and the beast stretches lazily, red tongue visible in a huge yawn. Rising, he looks at each in turn, head tilting slightly at note of the condition of the one who spoke to Vertigo. Cunning gaze shifts again to Gaea... . This is your whole pack? . he says in a seemingly-innocent tone...
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