Ivory/Female/1 year/Apprentice/Tags: Noloki, Malcolm, Tenrou, Loki
Ivory took a step backward, lowering her head. She pulled her ears back to her head, and licked her nose out of nervousness. She didn't understand Malcolms attitude, she was trying to be polite as he out ranked her. She looked at the other dogs standing next to her, then turned her gaze back to Malcolm. Her muzzle started to scrunch up into a small snarl as she got irritated, and felt her hackles rise. She hated when dogs were rude, and wanted to put him in his place. Ivory took a step forward leveling her head with his, and looked straight back at the him. "I'm not sure what you mean." She spoke clearly and stern. Ivory did not tollerate rude behavior twords her. Her muscles were tensed and her tail was pointed straight back.










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