tomorrow may not come.

[Hybrid Holocaust]

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Of all the things established by the leaders of Inferni, removed, and brought back again, it was the ferocity of the coyote clan. Thought some tried to instate peace among the coyotes and wolves, it was never meant to be. There would always be competition between the two species for they sought the same food, and saw one another through different eyes. The strength of the clan, though dwindling at times, would always be remembered for its past deeds. They would always bear the mark of the deadly and be remembered in years to come, no matter how peaceful the war between they and the wolves became. It was the only thing Hybrid could count on, aside from the much-clichéd imminent death awaiting him.


"We're fortunate. For as long as Inferni lives, there will be someone who remembers it." He smirked. "Their fear of us protects us, sometimes. Other times, not. But at least it is ours." He could see that there was a downside to everything, but there would always be a price to pay for their strength. There would never be a time when they could assume the title of the most feared and not have to pay for it with the blood of their own. No matter what happened, there would always be blood. Hybrid did not mind, though. It was all part of being feared: you could only use that fear to such an extent.

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