10-28-2009, 05:27 AM
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Thanks to Akumu for the table!
Ohay, it's Miserable Failure (aka Sie) D: Sorry for the delay. <333
The coyote woman smiled at the younger canine, tilting her head to the side. This was a true statement; if she was dead, she did not age... at least, not in the physical sense? If she had died some time ago she would have showed signs of change by now; the hybrid wondered what it was like to be stuck in that perpetual youth, and shivered, wishing this was something she could take from Lolita, the yellowed eye regarding the tanwy yellow coyote with envy now. "Maybe not, but if you are dead and you still walk, maybe you will walk forever? I would give a hell of a lot to have that," the hybrid said, practically salivating at the thought.
The hybrid showed no reaction at the mention of Dahlia de Mai, though it had confirmed her suspicion. A wry smile crossed her lips, and she nodded, appearing to take the information in stride. "According to everyone else, we're all vicious brutes," the hybrid said with a grin. "Did your new beta wolf have anything to say about us?" she inquired wrly, cocking her head to the side and wondering if this would help her any—maybe there was another Dahlian leader she didn't know about. The hybrid was altogether unfamiliar with the pack other than that Haku Soul reigned there, and he was a psycho and he had scarred her up good.
The ash-furred woman listened at the younger canine's musings, thinking of her own Zulifer. She would see him soon, it would seem. Her first love hadn't too long to wait for her; it seemed Ahren had someone in this life still, and he would not be waiting for her on the otherside, but maybe Zulifer would have been patient enough all these years in eternity for her? Though, if that were true, then everyone the hybrid had destroyed over the years would also be waiting for her, and there was no telling what would happen when those devils tore her apart. "Maybe you will see her again before she passes on," the hybrid offered, feeling a bit of genuine sorrow for this creature before her. "Love can drive us to madness; what's a little distance to a madwoman?" the hybrid said, a twisted smile lighting on her features.
The coyote woman smiled at the younger canine, tilting her head to the side. This was a true statement; if she was dead, she did not age... at least, not in the physical sense? If she had died some time ago she would have showed signs of change by now; the hybrid wondered what it was like to be stuck in that perpetual youth, and shivered, wishing this was something she could take from Lolita, the yellowed eye regarding the tanwy yellow coyote with envy now. "Maybe not, but if you are dead and you still walk, maybe you will walk forever? I would give a hell of a lot to have that," the hybrid said, practically salivating at the thought.
The hybrid showed no reaction at the mention of Dahlia de Mai, though it had confirmed her suspicion. A wry smile crossed her lips, and she nodded, appearing to take the information in stride. "According to everyone else, we're all vicious brutes," the hybrid said with a grin. "Did your new beta wolf have anything to say about us?" she inquired wrly, cocking her head to the side and wondering if this would help her any—maybe there was another Dahlian leader she didn't know about. The hybrid was altogether unfamiliar with the pack other than that Haku Soul reigned there, and he was a psycho and he had scarred her up good.
The ash-furred woman listened at the younger canine's musings, thinking of her own Zulifer. She would see him soon, it would seem. Her first love hadn't too long to wait for her; it seemed Ahren had someone in this life still, and he would not be waiting for her on the otherside, but maybe Zulifer would have been patient enough all these years in eternity for her? Though, if that were true, then everyone the hybrid had destroyed over the years would also be waiting for her, and there was no telling what would happen when those devils tore her apart. "Maybe you will see her again before she passes on," the hybrid offered, feeling a bit of genuine sorrow for this creature before her. "Love can drive us to madness; what's a little distance to a madwoman?" the hybrid said, a twisted smile lighting on her features.