oh pilot of the storm

Kaena Lykoi · 08-12-2010, 12:54 AM

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The coyote did not understand the rotten thing that had pervaded Haku. She had met his family before—she knew only Susquehanna and the child she had brought into the world, but even that was enough. The sable-shaded woman had been Dahlian only to serve her other family, and once her obligations were through, she had severed ties with the pack quickly. Her logical mind might have noted that he was relative to her own kin, but in her current state, the silver-shaded coyote could not form such a connection. She instead simply stared blearily at the man, too tired to question or protest his blood—clearly, they were not one and the same; whatever she had done to strengthen the madness to run in her family, cruelty was not universal in the blue-eyed man's kin.

“You're right,” she muttered, too dejected to argue. Where she had failed, Gabriel would succeed, just as with Inferni. She would not have been able to transport the clan over the mountains herself; she would not have had the strength or smarts required for it. “My son grows stronger and I get weaker and older,” she said. Maybe that he was a stranger and so she could unload these problems on him; he was not her family, he was not her clan. She did not need to appear strong for him. “Thank you,” the hybrid said, settling her head back down to the bed. She couldn't hold it up any more; though she was more lucid than she had been, an unsettling exhaustion had devoured whatever energy she had let. “How did you lose yours?” she asked quietly, genuinely curious to know.

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