
Posted by Crepuscule on October 20, 2009, 9:27 pm, in reply to "-Polar Opposites...-"
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As he watched her drink, calculating thoughts ticked in Crepuscule's mind. He did not know this wolf: not her name, her personality, heritage. All he could make was a potential meal. He saw her stance and became quiet, like a wolf would when it sees a deer even if it wasn't actually hungry. Only if Crepuscule started to speak with this female, get to know her, would it become more difficult to follow his practice and remain anonymous. To avoid confrontation with his conscience, Crepuscule would have to strike now.
With a hollow expression, Crepuscule cast Bind to strap down the legs of his prey.
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