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((Mind if I join? AAGH! I can't get my table working))
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"Don't be that stupid."
Why not a better time to introduce oneself? From another magnolia opposite of Fritz stood a large, well-muscled female, her golden eyes sparkling with unknown emotion. Oh, how Lupus enjoyed magnolias. They were so pretty, so vibrant, but also had that unqiue... simplicity, was it? It was difficult to describe, or even try to make use of the small white flowers. All she knew was that the magnolias were giving her a paveway.
Of course, Lupus's tail wagged at the prospect of seeing her old friend and co-partner, Fritz. It had been a while since they shared a small moment to discuss and plan together. Maybe, she thought, we could do just that. Without even knowing this Samoyed fellow, Lupus felt a deep gratitude for him being there, just so she could finally share some methods, with Fritz there to retaliate.
Padding up to stand beside the greyhound, Lupus eyed the male, observing quietly. She recognixed that glazed dull look. It was a look she had carried for some time, seeking out help to seek the end of the Death Stalker reign, to step all over those who made her life so miserable from the time she left her Family. It was her quest for revenge that molded the Rebellion. But revenge was no more her heart. It was a dangerous look, and Lupus looked back at Fritz without barking to figure out if he had recognized it too.
She came up closer to him, looking straight into his hard eyes. "If you want a point, I'll give you one. I've seen that hatred before in the eyes of... of another, just like you. Let me give you a warning: Revenge will not help this Rebellion." Lupus did not try to keep her and Fritz's leader identities a secret; this white dog must have already guessed. "You don't join the Rebellion to fight. You should be joining for peace."
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"Don't be that stupid."
Why not a better time to introduce oneself? From another magnolia opposite of Fritz stood a large, well-muscled female, her golden eyes sparkling with unknown emotion. Oh, how Lupus enjoyed magnolias. They were so pretty, so vibrant, but also had that unqiue... simplicity, was it? It was difficult to describe, or even try to make use of the small white flowers. All she knew was that the magnolias were giving her a paveway.
Of course, Lupus's tail wagged at the prospect of seeing her old friend and co-partner, Fritz. It had been a while since they shared a small moment to discuss and plan together. Maybe, she thought, we could do just that. Without even knowing this Samoyed fellow, Lupus felt a deep gratitude for him being there, just so she could finally share some methods, with Fritz there to retaliate.
Padding up to stand beside the greyhound, Lupus eyed the male, observing quietly. She recognixed that glazed dull look. It was a look she had carried for some time, seeking out help to seek the end of the Death Stalker reign, to step all over those who made her life so miserable from the time she left her Family. It was her quest for revenge that molded the Rebellion. But revenge was no more her heart. It was a dangerous look, and Lupus looked back at Fritz without barking to figure out if he had recognized it too.
She came up closer to him, looking straight into his hard eyes. "If you want a point, I'll give you one. I've seen that hatred before in the eyes of... of another, just like you. Let me give you a warning: Revenge will not help this Rebellion." Lupus did not try to keep her and Fritz's leader identities a secret; this white dog must have already guessed. "You don't join the Rebellion to fight. You should be joining for peace."
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