[M] [P] Pain is a God.

Kaena Lykoi · 08-11-2010, 06:34 AM

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Hrnnngh. 325

Every inch of the silver-shaded coyote ached, and yet she had dragged herself out of the cave in the night for necessity. She had to move, and though her step was slow, the old woman was regaining her strength. It was happening slower than it would have in her younger years; she might have already been up and moving days ago, but the week after the attack had been rather touch and go. She had slept through most of it, and the silver-shaded coyote remembered little of it. There was a stranger, a wolf from Phoenix Valley—she remembered this clearly, though she could not yet recall his name. Kaena owed her life to him, she had begrudgingly realized.

It was not the first time the Centurion had owed her ability to breathe to a wolf; she should have been used to such a thing by now, but alas, she was not. It simply did not sit well with her, though she figured wolves were unlikely to consider their debts good to a coyote. Had the silver-shaded woman less value for her life at this point, she would not have cared, and she would not have been good for such a promise—now she had something for which to live, and part of that was peace. He was gone, for now—he had not been buried, rather dismembered, and he was gone.

The coyote woman did not profess to know what awaited her beyond this life, and so she could not certainly say whether he was gone for good. He might await her on the other side, a demon lurking and awaiting his turn. He would not be the only one, then—there were others with debts on her that were nearly a decade old, she realized with a slow smile, moving slowly to nowhere in particular. Though it pained her, she needed the reassurance that her muscles still operated as they were supposed to.

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