First Kol, then Gabe, I think. 500+
The man moved towards his destination. He was glad he had company, because the outcome if he had done this alone would be rather ugly, he knew. He had stalked the lands close to the coyote clan several times, even close to borders, but he had taken care to avoid the scent of the Inferni leader for the sake of peace. Were Haku’s crimes that serious? Even if they were, Haku’s mind was not able to grasp how much of a difference it was between killing a mother and a child rather than two adults. In the end they all looked the same to him. One member, two members, the size or age did not matter. The child would eventually have grown up and become twisted like the rest of the clan, which was all he could see. Everything looked the same in the eyes of a psychopathic killer. The chocolate coated male looked sideways to the raven female by his side. Could it have been Inferni that had gotten rid of his sons as well? If he ever was to find proof the clan would be wiped off the surface of the earth. Though, he did not think so. There was something that did not make sense. Firefly had been full of her own blood and someone else’s, but when he and Firefly had reached the cabin where Firefly and his son’s blood was the only trace, there had not been any other clear scent. It did not fit, but he did not want to believe that his mate would have done such a thing, at least not to her own flesh and blood, just to hurt him. The future would prove him wrong, but at the moment the children were still gone.
When they reached the lines of skulls, the cream muzzled male lifted his face to call for the infamous hybrid. He would it peculiar that the clan was so hostile by nature towards other wolves when most of them were watered out hybrids with more wolf in them than coyote. Hypocrites. He sat down and placed his short tail around his feet, waiting with dread for the unreasonable man that had been called for. If he decided not to come Haku would gather some more and find the guilty coyote himself, no matter what the rest of the clan thought about it. Dahlia de Mai was larger than the coyote clan, so it was no longer a risk to get outnumbered. Such a shame Cercelee insisted on keeping her self portrait as a saint, her foolish pride and justice harmed Dahlia’s members in the end. Cwmfen had almost died because of her weakness. He had only waited for the coyotes to break the official truce between the two groups, and it had happened eventually, with a Dahlia member close to death. He doubted Gabriel de le Poer would listen to reason, but Haku would be a good boy for Cercelee and Cwmfen and attempt to solve this peacefully, but he had no expectations whatsoever. It would be an interesting meeting at least, so perhaps this would not be completely worthless. |
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