*looks up, finishes her mouthful and licks her chops almost daintily before answering--in a British woman's smoky contralto* No, actually, goose is greasier, gamier and much richer, especially the liver. But in your case, I'd suggest cooking it first.
Oh yes. It's something Miriam hates, and so of course when I was born...I knew all about it.
You see...I can't change. I'm a wolf, period. But I can pull out fuel lines.
D'you have a pack? If so you might wish to discuss it with them. But yes, this is something...anyone with Wolf in them is uniquely equipped to deal with.
Well, if they think it is a good idea, I would love the help. I can only do so much. I'm actually not even properly solid most of the time...though that helps with sneaking places.
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If I wanted to eat alone, I would have brought down a rabbit. C'mon then, if you want. *backs off the kill a bit*
*The voice, freakily enough, is Miriam's.*
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*slowly creeps forward, ready to bolt if necessary*
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Oh. You mean Miriam? *chuckles* No, I haven't been around her for the last week or so. I used to smell much more like her.
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I have her memories...in a remote sort of way. Helps when I'm sabotaging gunships.
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I'm lodging a protest.
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You see...I can't change. I'm a wolf, period. But I can pull out fuel lines.
D'you have a pack? If so you might wish to discuss it with them. But yes, this is something...anyone with Wolf in them is uniquely equipped to deal with.
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I have a pack! There's seven of us! We can pull a LOT of fuel lines! *hops happily from one paw to the other*
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