07-29-2009, 02:18 AM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/rp/kae/ ... tblood.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:248px; padding-left:25px; padding-right:25px; padding-bottom:10px;"> It's totally okay. <3! The woman listened to the advice dealt out by the unfamiliar coyote and nodded, absorbing the warning and marking it. She would have to watch someone else drink from the lake and live for a few days afterward before she would dare to try it herself. Already this encounter had proven beneficial, and she counted herself lucky that she hadn't been thirsty upon encountering this place. She might have drank the water, then, and she would be sitting here paranoid as all hell that she would drop dead suddenly. The thought almost brought a smirk to her scarred features, but the coyote spoke again, introducing himself. The single word of introduction had not provided her with a surname or a place of origin, but Kaena did not absolutely need either of those things, and it was obvious enough to her that Onus roamed the earth alone. There was a slight inclination of her head, both greeting and gratitude for the reciprocal introduction. She didn't need to attach Inferni's name to her own, since she wore their scent proudly. She was not like Anselm; there was no need for her to conceal the badge of coyote that she wore so proudly. She would never have passed for a full-blood, anyway; there was too much blending in her features and too many awkward, un-wolf-like things about her. "You're a coyote, huh?" she asked, too curious to keep that question to herself. He was large for one, but the features she could clearly make out beyond his efforts to conceal his face did sing loudly of the trickster. There was extra curiosity to that question, though she hadn't voiced it. She now wondered what had kept him from the coyote clan completely; she had never so much as heard his name muttered amongst her clanmates, and an ally such as this one would have been a powerful thing. The ancient woman was forever calculating and cold, and these questions were almost natural in her own mind. |