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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2010 9:13 pm

She couldn't stop thinking about her. Not just what she said, but her. And she thought about what she'd said too, of course, but more and more Phoebe found herself thinking about the dark dragon and the unexpected wisdom behind her fascination with death.

It was driving her crazy.

It would have been one thing if Muerta had a bright pelt, or was someone she had grown up with since childhood, but Muerta? Really? Why couldn't she stop thinking about her? It just didn't make sense.

So she'd taken to avoiding the huntress, only doing tasks near the center of the pack, but she was a princess and she did her duty when she had to. So once more she set off to hunt.

Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 5:02 pm

She was as angry as hell. But of course, she didn't show it. It had been about a week now since the huntress had had her conversation with a princess of her pack. The way she had listened to her ramblings so attentively and how she actually listened to her in the first place fascinated the huntress.

She couldn't stop thinking about Phoebe.

And the princess seemed to go out of her way to get away from her.

It pissed Muerta off.

Did she really not like when they talked together? She seemed so happy learning and talking to Muerta. It confused the huntress more than the concept of death, even. She needed answers.

She sat on a boulder once more, eyes closed, ears listening for the slightest sound. She heard a small noise. The huntress' ears perked up and she took a deep breath. Another sound, but it was closer. About.. pouncing distance. Muerta's eyes snapped open and without thinking she jumped on what she thought to be her prey, all the while still thinking about Phoebe.

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Posted: Sun Mar 21, 2010 10:56 pm

Distracted by her thoughts about Muerta and secure in the knowledge that she was well within the pack borders, Phoebe squealed in surprise as Muerta jumped on her back. It was a perfectly undignified squeal, not in the least befitting a princess, as was the way she thrashed. But the thrashing wasn't meant to be dignified; it was also half a roll to get whatever-it-was off of her back. And once that was accomplished, she was either going to attack or run like hell.

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