12-22-2007, 09:11 PM
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It was their mask. Their hatred, the death and destruction they brought upon the lands. It was their calling card, and now, Inferni had their very own capable leader, too. Kaena had done a fine job leading the clan of bloodthirsty coyotes, but Gabriel could weave himself in and out of another's mind in only seconds, attacking them not only with claws, but words. Ever the politician, he had said, and it was so very true. Though many of the members of the clan showed their madness openly, willingly if anything, Hybrid suspected that their Aquila succumbed to a very different sort of madness. It was comforting to know that Gabriel was 'crazy,' if in a more muted, quiet way. Kind, gentle coyotes were disconcerting and strange; no true politician could ever lead a clan of coyotes. They had to have some sort of madness residing in their bones. That was why Roane had left after only a day, and why Segodi had returned, but without his memories. They had taken the madness of the clan with them, but could not handle it. It had destroyed them.
"We should spread the madness. Inferni's gift to many, curse to some. We need a reminder. Subtle, but effective." He smirked once more, his grin widening to alarming proportions. "What do you suggest, your Highness?" Bleeding Souls knew of the madness, heard of it, and some were even privileged enough to experience it. But it was never enough.