09-11-2009, 05:05 AM
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Table by Mel
Social skill had never been Kaena's particular saving grace—she generally only felt truly comfortable around her very own family and a select few others. There was constant, itching paranoia when she was with wolves—even friendly ones. It had taken her some time to trust Naniko, but showering the scarred woman with gifts had certainly helped the pallid wolf's case. The silvery hybrid was quite happy to have taken her trip out there, though it was troubling that she now felt indebted to a wolf—one from the very same pack that had recently been causing some kind of trouble for the coyotes. Her wounds from Xeris still ached, though they were minute in comparsion to the havoc Haku had wracked on her body. Kaena had been lucky indeed to survive that thrashing. In the weeks following it, she had often wondered if she would survive it again, and she was rather happy to have put him in the ground. The coyote woman nodded, glad that the auburn woman had not pressed. There was another awkward smile from the coyote, and her attention was drawn to the finished decor. She grinned widely, and nodded her head in approval. "Sure should do the job," she said with a grin. The coyotes were perhaps the only creatures who felt compelled to proclaim their territorial claims so loudly—perhaps because their borders were so often disrespected by wolves. The hybrid woman thought of the bastard who had been smashing their skulls, and where he was now—served him right. The other coyote's question came suddenly, and the hybrid woman did not have to consider it long. The desire to know her clanmate and strengthen the bonds that held them together was strong, and she shook her head. "Not at all," she said in her somewhat raspy tone. "What did you have in mind?" The silvery coyote was not always the greatest at the social aspects of life, but she was not entirely useless when it came to befriending others. |