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Kaena Lykoi · 05-04-2010, 07:53 AM

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The silver-furred hybrid's border patrols had decreased, though her vigilance had not decreased any for it. There was still danger lurking out there somewhere, though the hybrid had heard nothing of Haku Soul lately. He was lurking there somewhere, waiting—for what? The coyote woman did not know. There was nothing on the wind or the lips of others, and those two combined were a powerful force within the land. Little passed unnoticed because of it, and the ashen hybrid was certain someone would have mentioned more drama surrounding the dark-furred man. He was a wanted creature now, she was certain—there were probably a few wolves in Dahlia de Mai none too happy with the danger he'd put them all in, and the silver-furred coyote was sure Inferni was not the group that wanted his blood.

There was a call at the borders, and the hybrid woman paused, struck by the strange, silvery tones echoing from the clan's perimeter. They were unidentifiable—beyond their youth the coyote could discern almost nothing from the alien call. Changing her path immediately, the coyote sped up the the howl, since she had identified it as a puppy, and because the clan had been conspicuously free of joiners lately. The silver-furred coyote followed after the scent once she had identified it, trotting along with her nose to the ground, her yellow-golden eye searching for this newcomer. When she saw him, a faint smile tugged at her muzzle, and she stepped toward him with her head inclined, yellow-golden eye looking him over. He was very young, she thought—definitely some kind of hybrid, but she did not know which kind. There was no question he carried coyote in him, but beyond that, things were murky.

“You look a little young to be out here alone,” she said, settling down to her haunches in front of the canine.

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