07-17-2009, 10:23 PM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/rp/kae/kae_disorder.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Oh, no, I'm totally the same way. I don't actually get tired until well past 3AM. :| The past was a subject the coyote often thought on; with so many memories in her head, there was little else that occupied her mind. She did not engage in philosophical thinking, for she had long found that delving too deeply into the intricacies of the past exposed gaping flaws, glaring hypocrisy she could not defend. The hybrid had lived too long and seen to many complete turnarounds, wild changes and swings in her personality. As a child, she'd been scared and quiet, beaten into submission by her mother, just beginning to flourish thanks to her father's doting when she was changed again, transformed into a monster by the death of Andre, killed by his very lover. Then, violence was everything and her viciousness was arbitrary, suicidal, even. Kaena truly hadn't cared whether she lived or died. Then, her children had come and changed things for her again—the Lykoi gene gave the hybrid woman purpose in her life and a reason to carry on, and she would not abandon them so readily. Salvaged was more recent past than that, however. "There was a shift in power, and the alpha who'd tolerated him lost absolute control over the pack. Her replacement was a lot less indulgent of his vicious tendencies," she said, shrugging a coal shoulder. Truth be told, she'd only had a little to do with his ejection—but perhaps if she hadn't fueled the flame of distrust in Spade, Salvaged might have remained in Jaded Shadows forever, shouldered and protected by the pack even if he wasn't leading it anymore. "Things change, and if he's truly vicious, a pack of more even-tempered creatures won't tolerate him forever," she said, banking that most of Dahlia de Mai was not as malevolent as its subleader. It had been that way in Jaded Shadows—certainly, if the rest of its members held even a fraction of Fatin Kali's compassion, they would not tolerate following one so violent as Salvaged as alpha. Mordulin knew that, in all likelihood, hence why she called upon her nephew to serve in her stead. At least with Spade at the helm, she stood a chance of returning to something similar to the pack she had left. It was frustrating to find so little information on that woman and the Cour pack in general; the coyote wondered if she might be able to find Jacquez again and ask. The king probably wouldn't take too well to being interrogated—but then again, the mother of Inferni's king had a right to know why his subleaders were charging into Inferni territory uninvited. And perhaps Jacq would be eager to know his subleaders were wandering around into claimed territory portraying herself as the leader of the Cour des Miracles pack. "I got along pretty well with the one who claimed to be king. I could try and talk to him again," the coyote suggested, sharing Anselm's suspicions. It was too interesting, and the coyote was extremely curious to know why the wolf-girl had come so unabashedly onto Inferni's hostile territory. |