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Leaving, leaving, leaving -- the thought pounded in her head and sang in her blood, lifting her steps with carefree and outright joy once she'd cleared the more dangerous area of the caves. Their proximity to the edge of Anathema's territory was good, she thought -- for her, anyway. Easily defensible as they were, she might have preferred them smack in the middle of their large territory. The earth itself could not be moved, however, and she did not disagree with the choice of holding their backs to the ocean. It was a respectable stance, and one she rather hoped to emulate.


Her Optime hand reached behind her neck and loosened the the spiral necklace's cord. The gris-gris was always loose enough that it did not require adjustment when she shifted. Neither were noisy accompaniments and the hybrid was glad for that. She fell forward awkwardly onto her hands as she shifted, halting her movement for a moment and stretching her neck, shaking her thick fur out. It did not displease her to shift, but she preferred the dexterity of her Optime hands in most instances. Still, this form was unbeatable for running -- the heavier Secui hardly had a use, in Eris's eyes.


The hybrid, epigamic regardless of form, slid through the night quickly, her movements graceful and light in running despite the size of her Lupus form. Her gait was perhaps the most coyote thing about her; for her appearance, she ought to have had the heavier lope of a wolf. The sable canine kept a wide berth from Inferni as always. She was not so pleased that they would be neighbors, but she did not think they posed a threat. If her family was to pursue her, they would have already. Eris herself had no desire to associate with them, whether amiably or maliciously. Indifference suited her just fine.


She found his scent after some time and followed it, decreasing her gait as the foliage thickened. Spring had brought with it the thick tangle of undergrowth again, the very same that had been present upon her arrival in Inferni. Had it been a year? The thoughts were cut short as she approached, darting her head earthward and her ears backward in apology but offering no verbal explanation for her lateness. Caution was needed -- he understood that.

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