The heavy drops of water changed into that clear white noise in his ears. If he had not been so damaged, the gentle sound could have given him a fleeting moment of peace while the soaked clouds wandered over him. There was soon nothing left. The chocolate and cream man knew little of this. The suspicions were always there, forever present in his mind, but he knew nothing of what to expect from the future anymore. The demon had always convinced himself that he was the one and only in charge of his life, but doubt came more and more often these days. Could he see the signs of what was coming or was paranoia slowly brushing over him? Sometimes the man wondered if there were creatures in the deep shadows; in the dark. He wondered if he was ever alone anymore. On the outside he had not changed. His insides were twisting and turning.
The amber eyed woman by the crippled wall in the poorly illuminated scenery however: she seemed to be more concrete; almost definitely real. His cold blue orbs rested on the hybrid until finally her eyes eventually found his form in the corner. He was uncertain if she saw him or not. A hint of her scent neatly mingled together with Inferni was registered by his sensitive nostrils, and that triggered the release of a low rumble deep down in the secui’s throat. The light did not allow the vision to take in the desired details of the woman, but he knew that he should have been able to recognize the Inferni member by that famous name. He did not. Haku Soul had never met Kaena Lykoi in person.
He was not by the actual borders, though wondered if it was a scout that had found its way to his temporary residence. Either way his body reacted with vague hints of hostility, and the mind, as always, was eager to play along with that. Mirroring the woman’s, Haku’s chocolate fur rose to match. At the moment he was clearly outmatching her in both size and strength, very much so because of the secui form. Muscles constricted and shoved his body off the ground to expose his actual size. The arrogance within the male roared proudly in his chest because of the unfair advantage of size and physical strength that the man possessed. He also took it for granted that he would be able to match her in skill, but that belonged to a zone where thick fog blocked any insight before the middle of the storm was reached.
She did not look fragile though. ”Does Jael have any siblings?” The question came suddenly and cut off the low rumble that had kept the rain at bay. Those blue orbs kept their focus on her face, and he could clearly see the map of scars upon her features. At that point, the Dahlian wolf should have recognized the other individual. Still, he failed to do so. She had led a more quiet life most of Haku’s life. There had been fewer rumours in his time, but they would soon arrive again and whisper about the return of the Lykoi matriarch.