The laid-back ursine nature could lead to laziness and had done so in a previous alpha-the reason Selenka’s pack had been able to take over a chunk of bear territory. Because bears took not much seriously, while many wolves had an innate and deadly intensity.Įach had pros and cons. A bear might laugh off an insult that would send a wolf into cold anger. Wolves could be pushed to violence far faster. You could poke a changeling bear multiple times before it rumbled a growl and swiped out with a paw.
Bears could be brutal hunters, but generally, they were laid-back unless provoked. Her wolves weren’t disciplined simply because she was a hard-ass it had to do with the different temperaments of their animals. The three would be working off the bar’s repair bill into next year. Especially not bar brawls where one of them ended up stinking of raspberry daiquiri, his blond hair pink as a result of the enormous cocktail that had been poured over him. Her wolves were disciplined predators they didn’t go around starting bar brawls.
So friendly that half the bar ended up in a brawl.” The bears had found it hilarious, had still been grinning when she bailed out her three sheepish wolves. “Nice bears who talked my wolves into going for a ‘friendly’ drink. “Yesterday, I had to bail three normally well-behaved wolves out of jail,” she said without looking at the male who stood next to her, his height maybe an inch above her five eleven. Those of the psychic race who had that smell were so far gone into the emotionless protocol they called Silence that there was usually no coming back. He also smelled like a crisp winter wind around a flame so hot it was blue, with none of that cold metallic smell changelings had learned to look out for among Psy. Bears could sneak about as well as ten-thousand-pound elephants. Not that she had to worry much about sneaking when it came to the other major pack in the area. Selenka had sensed his approach-she wasn’t alpha of the most powerful wolf pack in Russia because people could sneak up on her. “You don’t like bears?” asked a clear male voice, his Russian unaccented and his words toneless. She glared at him, in no mood for bear charm. It might as well be flashing the words “Here We Are! Come Attack Us!”Īs if he’d felt her burning gaze, the bear changeling alpha turned from where he was talking to one of his senior people and waved, accompanying it with a big grin. If Valentin hadn’t gone and mated Silver Mercant, the rest of them wouldn’t be standing around at this giant target of a symposium. Intake report: Psych, on subject Ethan Night, age six, for Councilor Ming LeBon (2061) If you manage to turn his loyalty toward you, he will never betray you. The subject displays obsessive tendencies that can be utilized to your advantage.
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