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Sibyl could almost tell right away that this wolf had never been in a pack but she'd waited until now to address it since she had more proof. "You've never been in a pack before, have you? Or perhaps you were the head of your pack back from where you're from. I know that either way it's kind of difficult to get used to either being with a whole bunch of pack members and having someone higher in authority than you or to be accustomed to being the leader of your own pack but here it's going to be different. We're a pack, a family and we work together but we also have a hiearchy to keep things in order. You have your right to speak and suggest but being obnoxious and challenging authority of your leaders will be taken seriously, understand?" Her eyes were still amber but they seemed to be glowing less now that he was tailing along behind her.

Sibyl was very cautious and observant so she was often mistaken to be older than she actually was. Also, the fact that she was so serious and her aura was so intimidating also lead people to believe that she was older than she actually was when in fact she was only seventeen years of age. Her parents had taught her well as a pup and she carried on remembering their life lessons and continuing their tradition by teaching them to others when she was able. Upholding tradition wasn't because it was required but because it was instinctive since their traditions helped them to survive in the world.

"Apology accepted," Sibyl stated quite calmly and simply. Her amber eyes had now reverted to lavender and her instincts had retreated from the fore-front of her though they were still there. Sibyl easily accepted his apology, though since she didn't hold grudges and he hadn't particularly given her a reason not to trust him. However, she knew that she'd definitely be cautious when he was around her in case he got any ideas that were irrational. "As for honour, I don't believe in it. As soon as someone finds themself trapped, honour no longer matters to them and it becomes a matter of life and death. Honour's for fools who believe that everyone is fair and will fight you one on one. Honour's in the movies but not out here in the real world."

Sibyl could sense his smile and it let her relax just a little bit more though her guard was never completely down due to her instinct. However, she wasn't a consciously paranoid person because her instinct took care of that for her and came and pretended to leave though it never actually left. "Not a problem," she responded, now completely calm and serene as he'd seen her when he'd first met her, "just don't forget what I've told you. Now how about we actually make it to my place so I can show you around? Hope you can keep up." She smirked slightly herself and began to take off at an amazing speed, somewhat challenging him to keep up and seeing if he'd learned his lesson.

|| -- Exit to High Rise District -- ||

A car basicly going mach four. entered the scene. The wheels stopped, the car screeching to a halt. Ryan opened the door, grabbing his dufflebag from the back and he slammed the door. Looking around to make sure he wasn't followed, he set his bag on the ground and opened it. Taking out his Bravo, he turned the night-vision on the scope on and looked into it. Nothing, good. He turned off the night-vision setting and put the weapon back in the bag, walking to the door. A guard stopped him and asked to see his chip, Ryan held out his hand and the guard examined it with a device. The man nodded and aloud him entry, he was finaly home.

[(Exits)]