life ends but no one ever completes it.

Kaena Lykoi · 11-30-2010, 08:54 AM

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Word Count :: 375 Hi, I suck. :/ If you are too busy for this thread, miss Sunny, someone else can nab. ;O

It was a long way from Inferni where the silver-shaded coyote was. Kaena had spend a few days walking here, purposefully keeping herself to a leisurely pace and taking ample time to hunt and rest in the evenings. She did not usually venture far from her home; the scarred Centurion rarely had a reason to visit any of the other packs. Rikka no longer resided in Cour des Miracles, and Naniko was no longer in Phoenix Valley. She would have liked to visit Dawali more often, but it was an even longer journey than the one she had just made. Dahlia's territory complicated things, of course -- she had to nearly pass Halifax to avoid their borders, which was an annoyance in itself; however, the silver-shaded woman did not mind it so much that she would actually ask Dahlia de Mai for passage through their territory. Conor was a sight saner than his father, but she still could not trust him entirely, even if he had acted as he said in the war and listened to her. She was not convinced that blood was bad, but it would have been difficult to question her fear after what the elder Soul had done to the scarred woman.

Sepirah had been the one to tell Kaena of the new pack -- coastal and beyond Dahlia de Mai, and devoted to the arts. Beyond this, the old woman had heard nothing of this Cercatori place, and she wished to investigate it herself. The very fact that her granddaughter, half-jackal and mostly coyote mutt, had been offered a place in their ranks, spoke volumes to the Centurion. They were friendly toward coyotes, at least -- that meant something to Kaena, and she wished to find out just how friendly they were. When the hybrid reached the borders, she lifted her muzzle and yowled a coyote's howl to the leaders. It was nothing demanding, of course -- she was not so brash as to head to a stranger's packlands and demand a leader, but it requested them, nonetheless, and spoke of patience. She was willing to wait, days if she had to -- it had been a long trek here, and she did not wish to have to come back later.

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