10-28-2009, 06:38 AM
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| http://sleepyglow.net/rp/kae/kae_razor.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Now, I mercilessly spam youz. XD <3 The silvery coyote had been taught her lesson well by the wolves of Clouded Tears, and she had done well to heed their teachings, carved across her face and reinforced with blood. The hybrid shrugged her shoulder. "Some of us are good at fighting, others are good at hunting, reading, writing," the hybrid said. Surely, her own life would be easier if everyone was a warrior, but the silvery canine didn't think the world would be a particularly interesting or friendly place if that was the case. The grayscale coyote listened with interest as the shadowy wolf elaborated on the many places she'd been. Dipping her head, the coyote nodded at the mention of Chimera. "Was your alpha Damian de le Poer, or his son?" the coyote asked, her interest piqued. At the younger canine's mention of the scarred Storm wolf, the hybrid's eye turned incredulous, looking at her sharply. "Skoll, I presume?" she said caustically. The hybrid woman had known one particularly scarred male of Storm, and she had her run-ins with him several times over; it would please Kaena immensely to know he was dead and buried. The hybrid woman still seethed at his gall; it had been enough that he had accosted her on a pack border (which he wasn't even a member of yet, just a prospective one!) and interrogated her there. Then he'd attacked her children, and then he'd demanded an explanation for Inferni's behavior, as if he deserved one; as if his words were anything more than pebbles dropped into a veritable lake of hatred. He had nearly killed one of their own in her youth and cost Kaena her lovely Ahemait. The silvery hybrid could not help but look at the raven-furred woman with a suspicious yellow eye now; the coyote was extremely distrustful of Haku Soul. She had almost killed him once, and she would not hesitate should she happen upon another chance. The silvery coyote listened to the woman speak her piece, relaxing again just a hair. Haku Soul was a bad thing, though if this woman was his aunt she preceded him in lineage, and whatever malevolence that had touched him was not present in the older woman. "He's a devil," she spat, shaking her head. "Stay the hell away from him. You can't help him," the hybrid said coldly to the woman. If Susquehanna valued her life at all, she would heed the hybrid woman's advice. |