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Default   #100   sylvanSpider sylvanSpider is offline
Weaver of Webs
Ash scoffed, exhaling through her nose a scowl all too obvious on her face. Sure, she'd believe everything her precious little pet worker said, but she wouldn't believe her own girlfriend? “I don't recognize omega. But isn't 'alpha' a wolf term? Like, the leader of the pack or some shit?”

Audrey closed her eyes, sighing, “Yes. Same terminology. Alphas at the top. Omegas at the bottom. I'm at the bottom, meaning I can't get a form like that, even in my strongest state. Hal, on the other hand, can't seem to make the conscious decision to take on that form. Leads me to believe he doesn't know yet...” Audrey sat back down, squirming in her seat, conscious of the alphas consciousness, her eyes, despite Nora's assurance, stayed locked on his, though out of more respect than anything else.

“You came here with me,” Ash told Hal, fumbling once more for her phone to show him what she'd captured, “And it turns out my girlfriend has a friend who's also a werewolf, so I guess you're in luck!” Ash offered the werewolf a shit-eating grin that could only say I-fuckin-told-ya-so as she thrust her phone into Hal's hands.
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