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- Kaena Lykoi - 03-14-2010 [html] Backdated to maybeee... February 29? :o Is okay? ((337)) Night had fallen over the land, but the silver-furred coyote lingered about the western border still, too anxious to head home for the night's sleep. She wondered if there were others out here tonight; the coyote woman did not think that all of Inferni slumbered. Certainly as large as they were, she was not alone here. That gave her confidence; it was a woeful thing that the silver-furred hybrid had barely dared to travel past the coyote lands' borders since the second attack on her life by Haku Soul, the more scarring one. The knotty lump of pink tissue low on her neck was nothing compared to the wound he'd inflicted during their second encounter. Even so, such timidness was understandable—she'd traveled to Halifax again only with the company of three other coyotes, two of which were excellent fighting stock. The third would have had to been protected, but still. The silver-furred coyote didn't think there was any danger at all in that, not with a contingent of herself, Anselm, Snake, and Vieira. Beyond that, she'd been only to the mountains and the woods immediately surrounding Inferni; roaming beyond that was seemingly beyond her. Theoretically the northlands would be safe; Drifter Bay and the tiny village way up on the northern point. Sometimes she wished Inferni would move there and get the hell away from all of the wolves; she knew they would not. They were deeply rooted were they were, and she did not blame the others' attachment to this land. It was different for her—to Kaena, Inferni might always be a tiny spit of sand and a strip of forest. That was all ash now, and the hybrid sighed, her single eye gleaming as she scanned the forest. It was the no-man's-land, the most dangerous place of all. She did not doubt there were attackers and enemies lurking there; she wondered what madmen Haku had recruited to his cause. The hybrid remained seated where she was, her halfling form hulking rather than hiding beneath a dead tree. She was still other than the slight movements of her ribs and an occasional blink, always scanning the woods for movement, noting all of it. Dahlians were not below swooping in during the dead of night. Word Count: 404
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- Kaena Lykoi - 04-10-2010 [html] Maybe he could shoot a rock at her and miss, graze her shoulder or something? :O She can be like "WTF OW WHO'S THERE" and spot him, then they can do their verbal threat thing and so forth. ^^ The ash-colored canine had not done enough for the war efforts. The squabbles in the forest, the border patrol, it was nothing—but she got the distinct impression Gabriel did not want her on the front lines. He had sent Halo to protect her, and if she had been less trusting of the Aquila's instincts and more sensitive she might have even been offended that he thought such a gesture was necessary. But it was for those reasons the Centurion did not doubt her son; the silver-coated woman would not raise a direct question to his actions or the motivations behind them. The still night was a cool comfort; it was not yet warm enough for the world to blossom into greenery, but the deeper freezes of winter were over. If they got snow, it would be light and it would not remain more than a day or so. The blizzards and frost of the middle of winter were long gone, and soon spring would arrive. The air was blowing her scent away, but as she was within the clan's lands she was not afraid of this. It just made it more difficult to detect attackers—and the last thing Kaena expected was a projectile. The silver-furred coyote was not used to such implements of warmaking; she was used to facing her enemy head on, teeth bared and claws at the ready. She moved, shifting along the border to settle down again, peering forward into the shadows. .kae-toothy p {padding:0px 25px 0px 25px; text-indent:25px; margin:0px 0px 5px 0px;} .kae-toothy b {color:#443B39; font-family:'trebuchet ms', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; } .kae-toothy {width:400px; background-color:#AB9D94; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/rp/kae/kaeteeth.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding:210px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#6F645C; word-spacing:.2px; line-height:13px; letter-spacing:.1px; text-align:justify; border:1px solid #000000;} </style> [/html] - Semyon Terho - 04-18-2010 [html]
- Kaena Lykoi - 04-20-2010 [html] This works? The night was cool and quiet. It was the clear sort of night where even the shadow of the moon was visible, a clearly gray circle highlighted against the deep navy of the sky. It was only a crescent moon, and the deep shadows of the night obscured vision. The hybrid's head twisted slowly back and forth, unexpecting, quiet and still—without warning, pain exploded on her shoulder, and she yelped, falling backwards. She was back on her feet in an instant, springing up from the ground—only not. Setting the foot attached to the shoulder that had been struck on the ground sent sparks of pain through her leg and made her woozy; instead she stood with it hovering above the ground ever so slightly, trying to give the appearance she was still standing strong. A dull throbbing had begun in the hybrid's leg, and she snarled silently in pain, her lips writhing and her single remaining eye burning into the shadow. “Come out, Dahlian! Fight like the wolf you are,” she growled into the empty night, still unable to see her attacker. Panic rose in her throat and she shrank back, low to the ground, trying to obscure herself from sight. “Do you even know who—what—you're fighting for?” she asked the shadows, growling softly. No doubt Haku had corrupted this one's mind—but the silvery coyote figured her only chance would be to try and talk her way out of this one. WIth the thudding hurt in her leg, the silvery hybrid could hardly take a step, let alone fight and enjoy a victory. .kae-toothy p {padding:0px 25px 0px 25px; text-indent:25px; margin:0px 0px 5px 0px;} .kae-toothy b {color:#443B39; font-family:'trebuchet ms', arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:13px; } .kae-toothy {width:400px; background-color:#AB9D94; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/rp/kae/kaeteeth.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding:210px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#6F645C; word-spacing:.2px; line-height:13px; letter-spacing:.1px; text-align:justify; border:1px solid #000000;} </style> [/html] - Semyon Terho - 04-27-2010 [html]
- Kaena Lykoi - 05-10-2010 [html] Faiiiil. ;; Pain still thudded through the sable-furred woman's leg, radiating outward from the spot where the wolf had hit her with that rock. A distinctive whirling sound filled the air, though the hybrid did not identify it as the sling again until it was too late. The sound of the thing sailing through the air sent her to her belly, though she winced and grimaced at the sudden motion as well as placing her weight on the injured limb, but the sound of impact was very far away, and a loud growl brought her standing back up again, curiously peering into the night. Had he broken that weapon? “Bad luck, neighbor!” the hybrid shot into the darkness, her single eye still searching for movement. She could hear him, but she could see only the shifting shadows of night—there! The glitter of an eye had given him away, and she bared her teeth at that spot, growling still. “Come on, Dahlian. Your monster-leader wouldn't be pleased with this,” she shot, still taunting, still intent on trying to keep him at bay with her words for the moment, at least until her leg felt good enough to limp away, deeper into the territory. All muliebrity had drained from her; in its place was a frothing, snarling demon, yellow eye sparking hatred toward the shadowed form of the creature who had hit her. .kae-giftnuki b {color: #C6CAD1;} .kae-giftnuki p {text-indent:25px; margin:0px; padding:0px; } </style>[/html] |