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Post by Miragedtheory on Sept 8, 2007 21:35:22 GMT -5
(Dang, alright...just thought it'd be interesting, but yeah, I agree with that reasoning.)
Her snarls and roars meant nothing to him, but he guessed maybe she was a little too young to have anything with him. turning, he knew she wouldn't be able to handle herself, not against all those vamps out there, the ones who ruled and owned this joint, so it was best she simply followed his orders and hoped to stick at his side for a while, otherwise, death was an assurance in her near future. Stepping back he sat, watching her, nothing more, he guessed maybe she was a little more than he needed, for now it was almost as if he adopted a child or something...a growl escaped him as his tail swished against the floor. Well, you wish to live you have to stick with me, those vamps, they can get pretty hostile with our kind. You can't wander this world alone, not yet, so you have to stick with me. I am not your master, rather, your Sire, your mentor. But don't pull any of that 'child' stuff on me, I can't handle that... With that he waited for her to respond, wondering how she would feel of it.
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Post by Dream™ on Sept 8, 2007 21:40:53 GMT -5
ooc: yes... it would be interesting but still, no.
I calmed at this. My mentor eh? Well... I guess I did need some training. I wouldn't argue with that. I seated myself and my breathing calmed. I sheathed my claws, and my eyes lightened. I thought I could handle the vamps, but what if there were three and I was alone? Yeah, I would be toast. I finally dipped my head to him. Fine. And you should know, my name's Tatiana Shea. But call me Tia. My words were more of a rumble, not a growl. My black nose twitched slightly, and so did my tail. My eyes looked around. When were we going to leave?
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