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Date: Saturday, 5 March 2011 10:38 (UTC)
Me neither she thought but didn't voice aloud. It might be interesting to know if his sense of smell was as finely honed as hers or even better. But to find that out she'd need to tell him what she was and that wouldn't happen.

"I know, but I've mostly had contacts with humans in my life. At least before I came here and met angels and demons and so on..."

Well, she'd met more humans than wer, but only in numbers, because she had spent most of her time with the pack. And of course she'd met Henry.

When Mr. Delta told her he was a scavenger her brow furrowed.

"A scavenger? Isn't that boring? And isn't prey best when freshly killed?"

Sure, she couldn't always hunt fresh food when she was hungry, but just the tension of a hunt, the rewarding feeling of a kill...
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