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Lera gave a glare to the human. Such an inferior being, she could damn well udnerstand what he was doing it was he that couldn't understand the signs of her own body motion. She was in a relaxed state, laying with her daughter and was in no position to attack him, not that anything good would come out of it. Besides, her daughter seemed to like him well enough. She gave a sigh and then turned back to her daughter.

Her attention turned to Keara, her motor mouth running faster than ever. Lera tried to keep up while licking at her would softly. Leradien just nodded at what had happened as she cleaned to wounds, nodding occasionally. "Yes, it's a beautiful pendant" she noted.

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Gah! That pup was in the same den as he! The elder seemed to be resting at the mouth of the den, and under diferent circumstances Fleance would have been all happy and chipper, but now he clung to his sister like glue, staying as far away as he could from the 'odd' pup. He glared at him with cloudy eyes without guilt, boudy crouched behind his sister the puppy hair on his neck rising. Nile saw what happened, she would understand what he felt!

Ah, but his heart couldn't remain guiltless for long. In time the emotion took him, and may I add after many nudges to his sister to try and wake her. Yet after many futile attempts he sat there in silence, glacing at the other pup every few seconds. They were stuck in this cave, his mother nowhere to be found. Fleance was weary, and his mind willed his heart not to stray. Yet the chain and collar broke and the hair laid flat and the young pups body moved towards the other.

Fleance took slow steps to the other pup, facing his back. He then lifted a paw to nudge him just the slightest before taking his limb a back, as if the other pup were diseased. "Erm..." he started, not quite sure what to say.

Fleance kept his eyes off Yang, glancing at him then the wall, then to his feet. He sat himself down, puppy tail curling around his side protectively his paws comming together to make himself look quite poised. "Uh...I don't think I cought your name before?" he asked, esilver eyes finally turning towards Yang's brilliant yellow ones. His ears were canted, to voice that he was unsure of himself. "My name is Fleance," he said at the end of his question. He too, believed they had gotten off on the wrong foot. Perhaps this was all just a misunderstanding..?

Fleance relaxed at the male's smile, offering his own in return. "Well it's nice to know you, Yang,' he said ears moving forward. A moment of silence was held before Fleance picked the conversation up again. "So where do you come from?" he asked, "Do you have any brothers or sisters?" Even if he was speaking about these things his mind was not thinking them.

His mind wandered, wondering what the curious pup was thinking, why he acted the way he did, and if he would ever do it again. He had secretly enjoyed what they had done but would never let anyone else know, or let himself believe it.

"hehe, I have two sisters," he added, "Nile, who's sleeping, and Keara..I dont' know where she is, though." He frowned at this, worrying at her wellbeing, yet his vsage grew once again happy."I wonder why?" he said "We did have a really big storm a few weeks ago, maybe that's it?' he said as he gave a wolfish shrug.

His tongue lolled as he gave a grin. They were stuck here with two sleeping female and in the dark :< Man, no place to play of run around. He was boared stiff, and the conversation was dying. Fast.

"SSSSOOOooooo...." he said with a heavy sigh, looking away from Yang to glance at his sister.

The young pup frowned as Yang apologized, watching his signs of submission and hurt. Fleance almost couldn't bear to observe this. "Uhh.." he started, moving towards him almost as if to grab Yang if he were to fall," It's alright," he said smiling, "I suppose I should be used to it, havign three sisters and all..." finnishing, giving a stupid looking grin and pulling away from Yang to lay down in a sphyx-style position. "But then again...you're not a girl...." his voice trailed of at this statement, and it made him wonder.

This pup certainly LOOKED male, and SPOKE boy, but his actions...seemed girly and affectionate o.0

"Is her name Witch-Wolf?", he withdrew his hand as the wolf took back her paw. She was one that would be hard to name, perhaps he'd just use the name that Bran had given her. A hand reached out again and felt along the shoulder of the wolf, searching for anything that would set her apart. So far all he could tell from his touch was that she was a bit cold and damp- she'd been out in the snow not too long ago. He listened as the young she-pup made her way to the adult she-wolf. They were speaking to eachother but thankfully not in the snarls and growls he had heard outside. he wished he knew what they were saying but it was a silly enough thought to be dismissed easily. "The elder used to tell stories about animals that knew magic before people were even made. There are lots of stories of talking animals. Like the bear? They used to be people! They got kicked out of the tribes and grew hair and looong claws. That's how they started. And that bird that makes the storms! He's supposed to be soooo big that he makes the sky black." Hinto loved stories- even if they were a bit far fetched. Among his favorates was the legond of the thunderbird. He'd heard so many versions of it that he meshed them all together into one grand story that he would tell to anyone who'd sit around long enough to listen. He hoped that one day that would be his name even- though he had no clue how to go about obtaining such a title.