combat baby (j, p - kaena) - leader needed
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    She was soaked to the bone, water running in rivulets beneath her fur and against her skin. Even if she had a waterproofed type coat, it wouldn't have helped her any. The sky had opened up, and for a moment the rain drilled her back harder, and then seemed to dissappaite, becoming little more than a very light, fine drizzle. The hybrid woman peered before her through the haze of water, studying the slight coyote youth. He looked to be a hybrid, but the only defining thing that told her that was his size. Then again, coyote pups occasionally ran large, and only time and age would tell if this young canine held mixed blood.



    There was a smile on the young canine's face, and as he turned to look at the grizzled hybrid, she saw his brilliant yellowy eyes. They were shades less gold than her own, but still a similar one to her own. He was smiling, and he seemed to be in good shape despite the weather and his loneliness. That alone spoke volumes about him; he might not have been born yesterday, but there were few youngsters who could adequately care for themselves while wandering. He appeared relatively well-fed, and there were no visible injuries to his body. That was already a good sign. "Oh?" she said, her interest piqued. That glittering golden eye regarding the child for a long moment. That statement was generalized to mean Inferni; surely there was no blood shared here. The coyote seemed completely foreign to Kaena; there was no tingle of familiarity other than their mixed blood.



    The hybrid woman smiled herself, the tips of her sallow teeth showing. "Homeless, are we?" the coyote inquired, stepping closer to him, leveling that bright eye at him. The hybrid gave pause to allow him time to answer, then she continued. There was no point in spending too much time out here in the rain, and the Veritas wished to end this tedious process just as quickly as the young coyote did, in all likelihood. "This is Inferni. We are coyotes and hybrids," she said, giving a slight toss of her head behind her to indicate the source of all those coyote smells, dampened and made faint by the rain.

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