07-13-2009, 09:12 PM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/rp/kae/kae_jaws.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:221px; padding-left:25px; padding-right:25px; padding-bottom:10px;"> -caffeinates!- The hybrid canine listened to Anselm with interest; this situation sounded awfully familiar. Salvaged was surely a monster, yet he'd dutifully served as the beta wolf of Jaded Shadows for a long, long time. She wondered if an adoptive or blood relation connected the Dahlian subleader to the alpha, though she left that subject alone. It didn't matter what tethered the subleader to his pack—if it was a leash he could easily squirm free of, there was danger. Her own knowledge about the pack was less than Anselm, though there was something in him that seemed hesitant to further discuss the subleader and Dahlia de Mai. Still, Kaena yearned to know more—her survival depended on it. "Sounds familiar," she said. "If history repeats itself, he'll find himself an outcast sooner or later," the ash-colored hybrid added. Packs tended to be far less tolerant of evil amongst their ranks, and once the subleader was without his pack behind him, he would be far easier for anyone he'd wronged to dispatch him, just like Salvaged. She wondered if being alone would make the wolf more or less dangerous—certainly, without the pressure and duties within a pack, he would have far more free time. But he would also have to roam across neutral lands, and without allies to call to, he might find himself at the losing end of a fight with someone from his distant past. The hybrid woman looked at Anselm in surprise, her eyes darkening. There had been no doubt that Jacquez was a leader—he carried himself as such, and he simply had that air of royalty that spoke of one who was every bit the King he claimed to be. The hybrid nodded her head in agreement with Anselm's assumption. "I don't have much doubt Jacquez is the ruler of that group," she said. "So you're probably right. What the hell did she want here?" the coyote said, cocking her head. Now she was curious—was it possible that the Cour des Miracles pack planned something against Inferni, after all? She wondered why they would be so surreptitious as to have their king and a subordinate lurk around the borders, while sending the princess of the pack in so overtly. |