In the City [Past]

[Mora]

The white-haired wolf morpher made a moan like a confused animal and looked at her plate with disment, then it clicked in her head and she nodded to him. Mora still didn't trust the fact that he was fine with a snake on his arm, so she spoke nothing more to him for a while, but Luce was jabbering nonstop. {Wha...? This thing, right here, is trying to keep the pest away. Why? And why does it have no face!? What is this thing? Mora? Mora, are you listening?} The onyx grey wolflooked back to the woman in the dress as shady as his pelt with beconing amber eyes bore into her. Finally giving up because his tail was tired and his ears were going crazy, the true wolf showed and acted a bit more wild; less dumb, but he still obeyed whatever she wanted him to do. At the moment, that was ask what that little thing was. The pale female shrugged her shoulders at her 'brother' and replied, "I'm sorry, Luce I don't have a clue what that bitty critter is. " 


Mora faced the older human and asked him what on earth was being referree between the giddy alcoholic and Luceundi, whom was now huddled by her stool. The woman on her other side seemed to glance over and smile the whole time she was there, but amethyst eyes hadn't caught much sight of her 'til now and she smiled back before digging in her cod.