08-21-2008, 12:42 AM
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Walking as carefully as Anselm was but on two legs, avoiding glass, but not looting, just walking, it took the woman a few moments to smell and spy him out. Her scent was being carried to him, but a gust of wind that curled along the alley alerted her in time to halt her and make her drop her bags. She had but fastened the belt around her waist, forgoing clothes in the semi-warm evening.
Now even the belt was shed, but her knives went into her hands from their sheathe. She knew.. or rather, didn't know... what this enemy of the pack would do, and she wasn't about to be caught unawares. Her hackles raised, she advanced a bit further, waiting to spit words at him till she could make out his figure. "Well, well. An Inferni coyote." She'd learned that not all coyotes were bad, not even all from Inferni, but Inferni was more war-mongering than lone 'yotes had the tendency to be. She awaited his move, barely breathing, but muscles tense.
Walking as carefully as Anselm was but on two legs, avoiding glass, but not looting, just walking, it took the woman a few moments to smell and spy him out. Her scent was being carried to him, but a gust of wind that curled along the alley alerted her in time to halt her and make her drop her bags. She had but fastened the belt around her waist, forgoing clothes in the semi-warm evening.
Now even the belt was shed, but her knives went into her hands from their sheathe. She knew.. or rather, didn't know... what this enemy of the pack would do, and she wasn't about to be caught unawares. Her hackles raised, she advanced a bit further, waiting to spit words at him till she could make out his figure. "Well, well. An Inferni coyote." She'd learned that not all coyotes were bad, not even all from Inferni, but Inferni was more war-mongering than lone 'yotes had the tendency to be. She awaited his move, barely breathing, but muscles tense.