07-31-2009, 01:01 AM
The young coyote watched in awe and fear, also, as Kaena Lykoi shifted. It was a strange process, even stranger to watch. How could such a thing exist? She did not know of that could change their forms. That just could not happen… right? But then again, there were caterpillars. Maybe they were like moths. Moth’s never began as something winged and funny; they always began as weird scary worm things. Yes, this must be it. These coyotes were like moths. Strange. Coyoths? Mothyotes? She didn’t know what she wanted to call them, but she knew they called themselves luperci. This was all very interesting to Merilin. What a strange new world life had pushed her into.
She gazed in awe at the still large form of Kaena. She had to be taller than her mother… even her father. She wondered why she was so tall. Maybe she and her family had all just been short. But there was also something strange and different about the over all appearance of Kaena. It did not seem entirely coyote. Maybe it was just the night’s darkness. Suddenly, she was aware of all of Kaena’s features. The old female became quite frightening; she wondered how she had not seen it before. They were such obvious features. Only one golden eye; Merilin wondered where the other eye had gone, and suppressed a shudder when she caught sight of the empty hole. And then there were the scars on her face. And then the missing part of the ear. This looked like some sort of wolf that had died. Suddenly the fear within the young coyote went away. Perhaps she was not so different from her; she had died, in a sort of way, she felt.
Merilin hoped that they would take her in. She needed a place where she would never be alone again. And the idea of a clan or a pack, well, that was simply delightful. She had never really experienced a family, but she knew that she loved the feeling she got when she and her mother would spend time together. She wanted to feel that way again: accepted, loved, wanted. She felt that if any place could offer it, this place could. The Inferni. And according to the old female, both coyotes and hybrids were a part of it. She wasn’t sure what a hybrid was exactly, but it must be something different, like the luperci. She was learning a lot of new words.
Her ears fell and her gaze went with them. She shook her head sadly and slowly. “Yes, I guess you are right,” she said quietly. “And I am not unique.” She felt so devastated. She was nothing special. Just a young coyote without a family. She could not fight, could not even defend her mother. She looked up at Kaena. “I can be a friend,” she offered, convinced that this attribute was one that was shared among many as well. Her hopes fell once more. Sadness…
Her ears perked up suddenly while she listened, and her posture seemed more hopefully. Perhaps she still had a chance. “Oh yes!” she exclaimed excitedly. “I want t stay here forever!” She was so excited, so hopeful. Maybe she could make up for her mundane personality with loyalty… maybe. She wondered if this would make this Gabriel leader want her to stay. She hoped so. So terribly. Yes. She would do anything to get Gabriel to want to keep her.
She gazed in awe at the still large form of Kaena. She had to be taller than her mother… even her father. She wondered why she was so tall. Maybe she and her family had all just been short. But there was also something strange and different about the over all appearance of Kaena. It did not seem entirely coyote. Maybe it was just the night’s darkness. Suddenly, she was aware of all of Kaena’s features. The old female became quite frightening; she wondered how she had not seen it before. They were such obvious features. Only one golden eye; Merilin wondered where the other eye had gone, and suppressed a shudder when she caught sight of the empty hole. And then there were the scars on her face. And then the missing part of the ear. This looked like some sort of wolf that had died. Suddenly the fear within the young coyote went away. Perhaps she was not so different from her; she had died, in a sort of way, she felt.
Merilin hoped that they would take her in. She needed a place where she would never be alone again. And the idea of a clan or a pack, well, that was simply delightful. She had never really experienced a family, but she knew that she loved the feeling she got when she and her mother would spend time together. She wanted to feel that way again: accepted, loved, wanted. She felt that if any place could offer it, this place could. The Inferni. And according to the old female, both coyotes and hybrids were a part of it. She wasn’t sure what a hybrid was exactly, but it must be something different, like the luperci. She was learning a lot of new words.
Her ears fell and her gaze went with them. She shook her head sadly and slowly. “Yes, I guess you are right,” she said quietly. “And I am not unique.” She felt so devastated. She was nothing special. Just a young coyote without a family. She could not fight, could not even defend her mother. She looked up at Kaena. “I can be a friend,” she offered, convinced that this attribute was one that was shared among many as well. Her hopes fell once more. Sadness…
Her ears perked up suddenly while she listened, and her posture seemed more hopefully. Perhaps she still had a chance. “Oh yes!” she exclaimed excitedly. “I want t stay here forever!” She was so excited, so hopeful. Maybe she could make up for her mundane personality with loyalty… maybe. She wondered if this would make this Gabriel leader want her to stay. She hoped so. So terribly. Yes. She would do anything to get Gabriel to want to keep her.