07-03-2009, 10:25 PM
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mall-caps;">In Character Kaena's mind drifted, thinking of the first time they'd made it a tradition. It had been her and Gabriel—well, it was Gabriel's idea. He had said his people in the desert had done that, and Kaena had adored the idea from the instant it left Gabriel's mouth. She remembered painting those first skulls with him, splashing bright crimson as the bone of Baneesh's killer burned beside them, crumbling into ash and bringing that dark era to a close at long last. Her son had called it psychological warfare, but Kaena just thought it was damn appropriate. Inferni meant "the dead" in some ancient tongue, and it was only so fitting that they would adorn their perimeter with symbols of death. Ryan accepted the skull as Kaena figured, and she shrugged at Vexx, a half-hearted apology. He had seemed bothered by the bones to begin with, although Kaena hadn't considered that perhaps he was just shy—in any case, he seemed to be calming down, and Ryan asked where they ought to put the thing. Her eyes wandered over the area; there were more bones than they'd ever had for the former territory. The coyote peered around, looking at Vexx with confusion on her features, one black eyebrow quirked. "You don't shift?" she inquired bluntly, having only rarely heard of such a thing. Non-luperci were the anomaly now—everywhere she went, she encountered werewolves of some form, whether they revered their strange new heritage or loathed it. The tawny coyote spoke again, and Kaena smirked. "Probably put him somewhere that's looking bare," she added. There were a few different skulls and bones scattered around them, the newest of which hung nearby, swinging lazily in the gentle wind. There was a big, bleached-white wolf skull nailed to a tree a bit further away, and Kaena could barely see the outlines of another canine skull just a few feet beyond that. She looked the other way, and saw just a large, unidentifiable leg bone stuck into the ground between a few smaller trees, and nodded in that direction. "Less stuff that way," she added, her golden eye darting between her two companions. |