[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#DB7093]Cassiopeia Claire Alistair[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#DB7093]Location:[/color][/b] Fox River – Cary, IL 
[b][color=#DB7093]Skills:[/color][/b] [/center]
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I grinned at Nic and nodded. [color=#DB7093]”Yes. You should have,”[/color] I declared, pretending to be offended as I waltzed into the park. I walked ahead of Nic, letting my feet lead us to our destination.

I wandered down a little path that opened into a much larger area. To the left, through some trees and under some brush, was a smaller, hidden path. Grinning like a child, I hurried for the path and bent myself around trees. It would likely be more of a squeeze for Nic because of his height, but it was worth it.

There were a series of willow trees seeming to lean on each other. The grass was lush and green with little flowers. The space was virtually untouched, but you could see shoe prints that had crushed down the grass in areas. Under one of the willows, there was even a bench. It wasn’t a secret spot by any means, but it was unoccupied for the time being.

I wiggled happily and jogged over to the bench to set my stuff down. I immediately placed my hands on the trees and greeted them like old friends.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B0C4DE]Avery Zain[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#B0C4DE]Location:[/color][/b] Caden's House – Chicago, IL 
[b][color=#B0C4DE]Skills:[/color][/b] 
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I shift my arm off the back of the couch, holding my hands together as I think about how to word my response to Kimiko’s question. Her second of the day, even though she said she would only ask me once a day.

[color=#B0C4DE]”He does. He experiences many different emotions like any other animal does. Hunger, anger, grief, desire. But whereas humans can regulate their emotions, animals cannot, so whatever the wolf feels becomes heightened. Likewise, because I am a werewolf, I have a hard time keeping my emotions in check. I feel things naturally, but they become heightened because the wolf and I are one and the same. I’m sorry. I’m probably explaining this badly. The wolf doesn’t influence how I feel. I feel what I feel. It just feels more because the wolf doesn’t know self-control.”[/color]

I glanced at Kimiko once I was done to try and gauge how she felt about what I had just said or tried to say. [color=#B0C4DE]”I think it would be a good idea to reach out to the other kitsune. Don’t think of it as asking for help. Think of it as research or a history lesson,”[/color] I suggested.