mourning in the warning.

Eris Eternity · 05-27-2011, 03:04 PM

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the world shudders as the worm gets its wings

The smell of salt was heavy on the air, obscuring all other scent from her nose. Salsola always smelled of salt; they were surrounded on two sides by the bay, and a third by the river. Their borders were well-guarded by water, but this was not enough for the sable she-wolf, who demanded border patrol and protection. She would not have been able to voice what she saw as such a threat, if pressed -- still, there was no one daring enough to press her, at least not yet. They would have been met by dudgeon from the coal hybrid, who would not have reacted well to a subordinate's questioning. Sirius also seemed to agree with her need to protect the pack, though he seemed less fervent than Eris.

In any case, her paranoia did not apparently keep her within the protection of her own borders; the sable-shaded woman swaggered her way along the coast, finding little reason to fear. There were no other packs nearby; the closest was Inferni, and she had learned well that the coyotes preferred to keep to their own. If they were to seek vengeance against her, they would have long ago. The coal hybrid was beneath their notice, and though this irked her, she thought it better to be ignored for now. Later, when they were stronger, Salsola and Eris Eternity would not be so easy to ignore. The hybrid did not actively seek vengeance as her mother might have, but if the opportunity presented itself... well, Eris was an opportunistic creature, and she would gladly accept such a chance.

The voice startled her from her thoughts, and a coal-hued head snapped upward, chartreuse eyes narrowing as they spied a hulking black figure, led by thinning rope or reigns by another figure, this one mottled and oddly-colored. He seemed almost blue-black in places, blue-gray in others, and all over he was splotted and splashed with pale, pure white. He spoke her name, and the hybrid hesitated, her eyes widening in surprise. She did not recognize the creature before her but Eris stepped forward all the same, heralded by the sweet, strange speech of the canine, looking him and the horse both up and down. She remained a respectful distance from the equine, possessing enough sense about horses to know they were skittish creatures at times.

“Eris it is,” she responded, still uncertain as to the dog, who seemed younger than she was. “Who might you be?” A strange inkling of recognition glittered in the hybrid's bright greenish eyes, though she could place no name or place to the mottled blue-black face before her.

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