07-19-2009, 10:34 AM
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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;"> It was a good post.  The coyote woman's eyes wandered about her tiny outpost. Other than the table and chair, there was virtually no other furniture—obviously, there was no bed or other sleeping spot, since this place seemed to have been intended as a sort of guard house. Sleeping and guarding were two completely opposed tasks. There was a second chair, apparently intended if anyone thought to visit the lonely town guardian. There was a very small dresser of sorts in the very furthest corner from her, though it was bare of any odds and ends such as this table, which was had the two stones and the candle sitting atop it. There were two very simple pieces of human artwork, and they both appeared to have been stitched into a canvas. One showed a horse and buggy on a road, and the other showed a sunset, though the lines on the second were wild and jagged, as if it had been created by a child. The flame danced in front of her eyes, flickering as the wind crept through the decrepit little guard house. There were several tiny cracks in the walls which the distinctly moist smell of fresh rain as the first fat droplets of rain spattered against the roof. The Lykoi woman peered out of the window, rather surprised to see a canine making her way toward the shed. Kaena's view into the outside world was somewhat better than the view inside, though Kaena couldn't really make out any details about the wolf just yet. She bristled, realizing the creature was likely seeking shelter from the rain as she was, but Kaena was alarmed by the fact that the other canid was making her way toward the outpost. Immediately suspicious and never trusting, the Lykoi woman wondered why the stranger wanted to share space—surely there were other places to crash for the duration of the storm which weren't occupied by a vicious coyote? But perhaps the rain had obscured her scent, or the wolf was otherwise unaware of Kaena's presence? But she stood outside of the shack for a very long moment, leading the Veritas to believe that the girl was simply steeling her nerves to enter. Curiosity had now overtaken the hybrid canine; surely the other canine realized Kae's presence, otherwise she wouldn't have stood there staring at a damn door so long. Not with the storm growing darker and more malevolent by the second; the rain had already begun to drum softly against the roof, though it was not falling hard just yet. Brilliance flashed through the room as lighting struck, and almost immediately after it faded the thunder rumbled signaling the storm was just overhead now. At long last, the wolf opened the door. The lack of a knock hadn't surprised Kae, nor had it particularly annoyed her—it wasn't as if this was her shack, after all. The decrepit appearance the whole village had pretty much marked it as an open territory, and after all, who else but the world's largest hermit would want to live all the way out here? It was secluded, that was for damn sure. As the younger creature entered, Kaena took her in, stiffening slightly, just in case the wolf was crazy or stupid enough to attack. She had brilliant jade green eyes, and the other hybrid had a soft, quiet voice, though there was a vibrant excitement lacing her voice as she asked Kaena a question. "Yeah. I'm no pureblood, though," she said. There was an edgy indifference to her voice, but no outright hostility. The woman before her did not smell like a pack; it seemed she had chosen the life of a wanderer. This relaxed Kae somewhat; it was infinitely preferable that this loner had found her instead of a pack wolf. The rain began to come down harder outside, the sky releasing its downpour on the world. Remarkably, there seemed to only be three places where the roof leaked—over each of the far corners. The table and chairs were expertly positioned beneath the sole dry corner of the house. As the Veritas peered as her new companion, the hybrid realized she was not a full-blooded wolf. Her wolf percentage was rather high, but there was that undeniable muddling of her features that gave her away. She was passable for a pureblood to the untrained eye, but Kaena had lived a long time and seen many hybrids in her time. "Neither are you, eh?" she added, her voice distinctly different. It had lost that coldness, though Kae still regarded her with a wary golden eye. The flame flickered a bit, casting the room in deeper shadows for a moment before flaring full again. |