09-18-2010, 08:02 AM
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He was pleased to see she did not require the thing singed. Many canines in the area had become so humanized they forgot the pleasure of eating a meal while it was still warm from life. As soon as she had spoken he gave her the two hares, objecting as she lifted her eyes to argue that he should have one. It was apparent she was starving. Gabriel did not know where she had come from, and he did not believe that now was the time to ask. Both of his children were somewhat secretive, and he respected this. He respected all of Inferni’s right to privacy unless he saw it as a threat to his clan. Above all else, Gabriel was loyal to Inferni. This was why he had almost died for it.
Gabriel left her to eat in peace, taking a moment to go outside and scan the area. At his home, which was one of the higher points of the Waste, he was able to see a great deal of the territory. Despite this, he was not surprised that he did not see anyone. Inferni’s land was much larger than it had been, and most of the newer coyotes lived within the mansion. This worried Gabriel only slightly, for he recalled the damage done in the fire and dreaded what might happen if it be brought to the wooden building. “The borders have changed since you were here last,” he called back, rising to his feet. “We lost a lot of territory to a fire, but we now have a large area of the forest to the north. It’s nice up there, we don’t see wolves hardly at all. I’ll take you around…” His voice trailed off as he returned to the space. Two carcasses waited for him, and he was not surprised to see that Talitha had made her way into the large family room she had slept in as a child.
Smiling warmly, the Aquila lay next to her frail body, ignoring the doubt and the worry about her condition—even now, she was breathing quickly, as if she might lose the chance to. He slowed his own breaths and after several long minutes, her pace matched his own. Once he was certain she was in a deep sleep he left, carrying the carcasses out for the ravens. One of these, in particular, seemed thrilled to know that the girl had returned. The two beasts talked for a short time before Gabriel returned to his patrol, his step now a light, happy one. His daughter was home.
He was pleased to see she did not require the thing singed. Many canines in the area had become so humanized they forgot the pleasure of eating a meal while it was still warm from life. As soon as she had spoken he gave her the two hares, objecting as she lifted her eyes to argue that he should have one. It was apparent she was starving. Gabriel did not know where she had come from, and he did not believe that now was the time to ask. Both of his children were somewhat secretive, and he respected this. He respected all of Inferni’s right to privacy unless he saw it as a threat to his clan. Above all else, Gabriel was loyal to Inferni. This was why he had almost died for it.
Gabriel left her to eat in peace, taking a moment to go outside and scan the area. At his home, which was one of the higher points of the Waste, he was able to see a great deal of the territory. Despite this, he was not surprised that he did not see anyone. Inferni’s land was much larger than it had been, and most of the newer coyotes lived within the mansion. This worried Gabriel only slightly, for he recalled the damage done in the fire and dreaded what might happen if it be brought to the wooden building. “The borders have changed since you were here last,” he called back, rising to his feet. “We lost a lot of territory to a fire, but we now have a large area of the forest to the north. It’s nice up there, we don’t see wolves hardly at all. I’ll take you around…” His voice trailed off as he returned to the space. Two carcasses waited for him, and he was not surprised to see that Talitha had made her way into the large family room she had slept in as a child.
Smiling warmly, the Aquila lay next to her frail body, ignoring the doubt and the worry about her condition—even now, she was breathing quickly, as if she might lose the chance to. He slowed his own breaths and after several long minutes, her pace matched his own. Once he was certain she was in a deep sleep he left, carrying the carcasses out for the ravens. One of these, in particular, seemed thrilled to know that the girl had returned. The two beasts talked for a short time before Gabriel returned to his patrol, his step now a light, happy one. His daughter was home.