08-05-2009, 03:28 AM
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 Thanks <3 Many creatures enjoyed the sound of their own voice; the Lykoi matron was not among them. There were precious few subjects on which the coyote woman would speak at length without growing tired the topic. Her family and Inferni were the two things she enjoyed speaking about, though she was careful when speaking to outsiders not to reveal too much about herself or her clan. Information was a precious commodity, and it didn't do to just offer it up without asking something in return. Kaena had never been one to rely on hearsay and rumor, but the world was changing subtly, and knowledgable creatures were just as valuable as creatures made of raw power in these times. If she did not adapt to it she would perish. That had tickled something in him, and there was a wry smile for a moment on the woman's face, followed by some undefined emotion that might have been sympathy, obscured by the jagged scars rippling her face. It didn't do to have no one; she wondered why this coyote had chosen to wander the earth alone. "At several points in its history, most of Inferni was related to me," she said. Her age made it evident enough that they were her progeny. There was a pause, and a tiny nod of her head given toward the clothed coyote. "I'm sorry," the woman said, and her apology was genuine, that touch of sadness in her voice. She loved her family very much and held it at the highest value; she could not imagine living a life where her children and grandchildren did surround her. She wondered if he had left them of his own volition, or if he was like she had been—abandoned and completely alone. When Kaena was much younger, she had figured herself the last living Lykoi, the sole survivor of a wolf line that had died with her father. He had always spoken of his family as though they were dead, and it was not until much later she had learned that there were indeed other Lykois, though her first cousin Brennen. Unfortunately, they were whole-blooded wolves and they would have killed Kaena as certainly as they would have killed her mother for her obvious coyote blood. Brennen had told her that, too. But he hadn't seemed to have taken to their teachings, for he had openly accepted Kaena as his cousin and they might have even been friends, had he remained for more than a brief instant. In any case, her ancestral family was dead to her, and she had created her own breed of Lykoi in these lands. |