There. That was the tone Naomi had wanted to hear in the first place- submissive, inferior, quiet, ready to endure whatever abuse she had coming. Naomi loved hearing that tone and as alpha of the pack, she had grown quite used to hearing it- even older werewolves were forced to use that if they were alone, because the alpha of a pack is always the more dominant than any lone wolf- that was just another fact of doggy life. It had meant she had been more impressive, stronger, and smarter than a lot of other wolves to be able to get that position.
Naomi lifted her paw, holding it curled to her chest long enough for Rise to get out of her way before placing it down on the ground again. Naomi's eyes narrowed and she felt a doggish smirk curl her lip upwards. Want from you? What could we possibly want from you- what could you even have to offer us? And trust me, pup. If we really wanted to kill you, you would be dead by now. She heard Hoover bark exictedly, shuffling on his feet at his words, hoping that it would possibly come down to that still. He had not gotten some action in awhile as far as attacking and he was hoping for some blood tonight. Colby and the others just stared.
by Naomi Barker-Greyback Tue Jul 12, 2011 5:57 pm