trouble melts like lemon drops
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Word Count :: 338 Oh lord, the mental image of a Luperci chilling on a rocking chair puffing a pipe is just... priceless. Simply priceless. Big Grin

Kaena did not often have reason to visit the mansion; there were few canines actually residing here. Halo was the only one to whom Kae paid regular visits; otherwise, she would only sporadically see the other residents, perhaps in passing in the halls or, far more likely, outside of the house itself. It was not that the Centurion hated the indoors; she simply found it distasteful to be indoors for prolonged times. She was from a different era entirely; in her youth, she had not even known her two-legged form existed. Her father had never passed this knowledge along to her, and her mother, well. Kaena did not remember anything about Delphine other than what the woman had inflicted upon her.


Today, she happened to be meandering past the gardens, taking a loop through the forest on an unusual, loose border route, when a harsh scent caught her nose. Mistaking it for fire, the hybrid turned on her heels and made her way quickly toward the source of the scent, tracking it with scarred muzzle thrust into the breeze. As she headed forward, loud hacking sounds caught her attention, and she spied the canine on the porch. Amos—Cassius's father. She had accepted him just recently, but she had not had the usual interrogation with him. It was apparent to Kaena the Arphralos man was older, and in whatever conscience she possessed, she could not have sent him along on his way, not even if he had not possessed a tie to Cassius. His paternal link to one of the clan simply made the case that much easier, and the coyote woman did not think Gabriel or anyone else would have doubted her decision to allow him immediate entrance.


“You okay?” the coyote asked as she loped up toward the porch, enjoying the recently-rediscovered flexibility and resiliency of her body. The marijuana helped, of course—thank Clover for that, surely—but the hybrid woman did not entirely discount her own tolerance to pain and injury from her recovery.


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