tell them that she's not sacred

Eris Eternity · 05-19-2010, 02:21 AM

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Luxury had defined her adolescence after arriving in Eterne. Astaroth had taken care of her well enough, true, but he had never provided for her as his family did eventually. Though the trip between the place where her supposed father and Eterne had not been very kindly, as Eris had still been young, it was blessedly short, and she arrived in the place where she was supposed to only a month after the dark-furred coyote's death at her mother's hand. Up until just recently, that short trek had defined the hardest moments of her life. The trip from Eterne all the way back to Inferni had been difficult, and she knew she was likely to have perished without the assistance of her cat.

“Sorry I missed that,” the sable-furred woman said breezily, though there was no true disappointment in her voice. She would have been next to useless in war, this she knew—the best she might have been able to accomplish was to cast some kind of hex or curse over Inferni's enemies—of course, the sable-furred hybrid couldn't possibly know it, but she would have had a certain conflict of interest between Inferni's enemies and her own lovers. Not that Haku was particularly important, true—but she had not been able to raise a fang to him during their last meeting. She hadn't wanted to.

“You guessed it,” the woman said, that hint of bitterness still lingering on her tongue. Water would do nothing to wash it away; indeed, the heartiest and strongest tipple would do nothing for that. “Who do you know?” she asked, split between interest and boredom where her family was concerned. As far as Eris knew, only one of them held the answer to the question she wanted so badly to know—only her mother really mattered in the grand scheme.

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