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She looks around, impressed by the scenery, but expecting it from a newborn shape-shifter...She waits as his suspicion subsides and he lands next to her, speaking in human.
She waits a bit before answering, letting her eyes speak silently for her first, the glow of molten silver, with the images of wolves in the reflection shine down on him.
She kneels next to him, looking him directly in the eye, and whispers, "mo nas sgiamhaiche a' chait, I am here to help you.....I am liath madadh-allaidh, you may call me Grey.."
She puts her elbows on her knees, hands hanging down casually, and waits to see what he will do...
[ 03-24-2002, 09:11 PM: Message edited by: TAOWolf ]
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