ain't nothin' gunna break my stride

Clover Love Lykoi · 12-16-2010, 11:06 AM

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HAI GUYS!

The sky had darkened quickly, a blanket of brilliant starts appearing overhead once the sun had sunk below the horizon. Clover was not home safe in the comfort of her room in D’Neville, and it was clear she would be spending the night out in the open. But the girl did not mind, for she had always been rather close to Mother Earth and the beautiful nature she surrounded the Lykoi girl in. She had decided to recline under a rather large elm, its leaves mostly gone now, and stare up at the stars while she let a small joint smolder between her fingers.

And yet, the girl could not find sleep there. After spending no longer than an hour or so beneath the tree, the young coyote gathered her things and began to make for home. Surprisingly, she wasn’t extremely tired and the trek through Musquodoboit Valley at night seemed somewhat breathtaking. There were no clouds to block the moon, and so the land below was well lit to guide her.

It took her just over six hours before the skull piked borders of the clan came into view, and by this time the sky had lightened considerably and the forming clouds were painted in soft pastels. Her path brought her into the Forest of Nod, north of where the mansion was situated, but not a long walk there. She aimed to return to her room, and catch up on sleep while the others stirred awake, but something caught the young coyote’s attention and steered her in another direction.

This had been what she had been following all those months ago. It had been faint, but the girl had still managed to track it to Inferni. She had come to realize that, aside from her father, she was alone. And after sometime, the faint smell disintegrated to nothing. Despite what she had thought, her sisters were not here. And yet, Clover was sure she knew this scent. Perhaps her lack of sleep was playing tricks on her mind, but she was determined to find out. Tucking away loose strands of burnt ochre, the girl turned away from D’Neville and headed off deeper into the heart of Inferni. She would discovered the meaning of this, even if it meant pushing off sleep for another few hours.

It took her some time to follow the scent trail and end up near Grotto dei Avernus, but all the while her trail had grown stronger. Whatever it was, she was near. The smell of cannabis loomed thick in the air, and the soothing aroma caused Clover to reach for the remaining joint tucked in her headband. With the matches she kept stashed in her jean shorts pocket, she lit the end of the small white cylinder.

When the sound of voices reached her, both darkened ears turned to catch it. Her pace slowed, careful not to let the leaf litter beneath her feet crush and alert them to her presence. The two girl’s backs were to Clover as she approached, but she could clearly see the darkly colored jackal. She did not know the girl well, but she knew just who she was.

"Sepirah Lykoi, isn’t it, love?" Clover responded for the jackal, stopping just steps behind the two sisters. Smoke billowed from the girl’s mouth to rise in a lovely plume, joining the haze produced by the unnamed duo, only to dissipate into the thick air.

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