there's a drumming noise inside my head

Razekiel Lykoi · 07-31-2011, 11:15 PM

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Leading them was perhaps a bit of an overstatement, for Razekiel saw himself in that title by name only. The coyote sought unity and peae in his Ichikan brethren, and hoped they might rise to seek the same in one another and find a sense of pride in the pack he had strove so hard to create. He would not express to his eldest child how much he worried for them and prayed the Great Mother would make their transition from respective packs to Ichika smooth and graceful. Would they come to accept strangers as packmates, if not family? Would they come to accept him as a leader, if not as family like the rest?

Slowly his stomach wrenched and throat closed, moved by her tears — had Inferni been so awful to her? The red-faced coyote had been greatly inspired and delighted to see Sage unhindered by Inferni bloodshed and for the most part still with a grip on the morals and teachings he, her mother and Juniper Peace had shaped her with. For her to maintain such strength even in the midst of Inferni warfare and cruelty — and to use her peaceful nature to help turn the clan to a brighter future — well, the man could not be a prouder father. He found tears in his eyes as well, hugging her tight with one arm while raising the other to remove his glasses and wipe the lingering tears away. "Your dad is so proud of you," he mumbled, tightening the hug. "Don't cry, princess. You're doing so well."

"Sage," he began again after a few minutes' recovery, allowing her out of the embrace, "I lead with another, the former Dahlian boss. She's real groovy, little girl, you would love her." His ears lowered somewhat, smile drooping as well. "You'll come visit your loony old man, won't you?"

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