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Melody shot Kiona a smile, a rare gesture from Melody. Melody had two distinct personalities: her cold, bitchy persona that she wore most of the time and her softer (though not actually soft), more human side. The two had a time and a place in her mind and most of the time her cold persona was the one that won against her softer side. Part of it was because of her rank and the duties that came with it, another part was that she kept her human life very separate from her pack life. Her softer side would forever be associated with the life she still clung onto as close as she could.<br/>
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She rolled her eyes at Enzo's comment towards Kiona and scoffed. Melody kept her mouth shut as she knew the beta could handle herself perfectly fine. Melody's been on the receiving end of similar comments on multiple occasions in the past. A smile wouldn't change the fact that Kiona looks killer. She ignored the nonsense and served herself her meal. She was heavy on the vegetables and sides, taking only a small serving of meat. Before she was turned, she was a vegetarian. Her biological change required a change in diet that she originally resisted. Though after feeling absolutely awful for weeks, she caved and adjusted her diet to suit her new lifestyle. <br/>
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"How's it going, Kiona?" Melody asked, trying to have at least one normal conversation with dinner. She took a bite of her food. The food was always good, thankfully. There were few people Melody considered friends in the pack and Kiona was one of them. Did Kiona feel the same? Melody wasn't sure, but she didn't care. They had an understanding with each other and Melody didn't have that with most people here. <br/>
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She absentmindedly ran her fingers over her bite scar on her left forearm, sticking her fingers under her sleeve. It was a few years old at this point and had faded slightly, but it was still quite prominent. She often wore long sleeves in the lab to hide it so she could avoid having to explain it. It helped that the lab was usually quite chilly, but there were rare occasions her coworkers got a view of the scar.<br/>
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Her train of thought was interrupted by someone, for lack of a better word, wolfing down their food. Silas. She whipped her head to face him before glaring. "Just because we aren't human doesn't mean we shouldn't eat like animals," she snapped. "Disgusting," she muttered before returning her attention to her own meal, though she had lost her appetite. She just pushed her food around her plate. Melody clung to her humanity. Her diet, her mannerisms, her friends, they were all human. It was something she felt was important to hold onto. To remember where she came from. <br/>
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<div class="bbCodeBlock-content">Melody shot Kiona a smile, a rare gesture from Melody. Melody had two distinct personalities: her cold, bitchy persona that she wore most of the time and her softer (though not actually soft), more human side. The two had a time and a place in her mind and most of the time her cold persona was the one that won against her softer side. Part of it was because of her rank and the duties that came with it, another part was that she kept her human life very separate from her pack life. Her softer side would forever be associated with the life she still clung onto as close as she could.<br/>
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She rolled her eyes at Enzo's comment towards Kiona and scoffed. Melody kept her mouth shut as she knew the beta could handle herself perfectly fine. Melody's been on the receiving end of similar comments on multiple occasions in the past. A smile wouldn't change the fact that Kiona looks killer. She ignored the nonsense and served herself her meal. She was heavy on the vegetables and sides, taking only a small serving of meat. Before she was turned, she was a vegetarian. Her biological change required a change in diet that she originally resisted. Though after feeling absolutely awful for weeks, she caved and adjusted her diet to suit her new lifestyle. <br/>
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"How's it going, Kiona?" Melody asked, trying to have at least one normal conversation with dinner. She took a bite of her food. The food was always good, thankfully. There were few people Melody considered friends in the pack and Kiona was one of them. Did Kiona feel the same? Melody wasn't sure, but she didn't care. They had an understanding with each other and Melody didn't have that with most people here. <br/>
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She absentmindedly ran her fingers over her bite scar on her left forearm, sticking her fingers under her sleeve. It was a few years old at this point and had faded slightly, but it was still quite prominent. She often wore long sleeves in the lab to hide it so she could avoid having to explain it. It helped that the lab was usually quite chilly, but there were rare occasions her coworkers got a view of the scar.<br/>
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Her train of thought was interrupted by someone, for lack of a better word, wolfing down their food. Silas. She whipped her head to face him before glaring. "Just because we aren't human doesn't mean we shouldn't eat like animals," she snapped. "Disgusting," she muttered before returning her attention to her own meal, though she had lost her appetite. She just pushed her food around her plate. Melody clung to her humanity. Her diet, her mannerisms, her friends, they were all human. It was something she felt was important to hold onto. To remember where she came from.</div>
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