06-28-2017, 04:18 PM
In the upbringing of every wolf, there were two things every pup was taught to uphold through their very lives: to be grateful, and not to bare their fangs without planning to bring violence forth. Thus every wolf was careful not to show their fangs during conversations. - - Human, mon-keigh, ape... Indeed thine words are not known to me. But I accept thee being human. And I be wolf. A warpack leader of Lupus Empire, named Sylvan, heir of clan Ravenhead. My bloodline is pure, there were no hybrids in our family line with any of the felinid menace. So I do not understand what do you mean by some kind of wolf or werewolf. - A new world bore many possibilities for misunderstandings, and those were better off cleared as fast as possible. Especially ones concerning the purity of the wolf's lineage. Wolves of Ravenhead clan only mated with wolves. And even though there was no prejudice against those wolves who fell in love with different representatives of the catkind, Sylvan could not stay indifferent after witnessing his fellow warriors being brutally slain by the felinids. He hated catkind with a passion. And to imply that his lineage was tainted with any of those unworthy beasts... But Sylvan did not intend to take offense at anything that was said to him before confirming that offense was indeed intended. And from what his brief observation of the standing before him individual, going by the name Hunter, showed, there was little malevolence in this human.
The wolf's tail slowly swished from side to side, while his ears stood erect and scanned his surroundings. The mantras helped to keep the most of the pain blocked out, but it would definitely take time before his body would adjust to this new existence and his feeble mind restore itself from the suddenness and unexpectedness of the situation. Until that time, Sylvan would have to find suitable distraction. And finding out about the world around him seemed like a fitting enough idea. He would definitely ask Hunter more about their surroundings .
The wolf's tail slowly swished from side to side, while his ears stood erect and scanned his surroundings. The mantras helped to keep the most of the pain blocked out, but it would definitely take time before his body would adjust to this new existence and his feeble mind restore itself from the suddenness and unexpectedness of the situation. Until that time, Sylvan would have to find suitable distraction. And finding out about the world around him seemed like a fitting enough idea. He would definitely ask Hunter more about their surroundings .
A predator's heart
Knows no remorse
It lives for the hunt
Knows no remorse
It lives for the hunt
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