10-28-2009, 05:16 AM
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Thanks to Akumu for the table!
hooray siefail D:
There were stories, rumors—Hybrid was a madman, and Kaena had appreciated that in him once, but now she found it frustrating. His movements were strange and awkward to her, though she patiently waited for a response from him. He was her clan-mate and she was obligated to know him and serve his best interests in her actions, was she not? The hybrid woman conceded to herself that it didn't mean she had to be his best friend, either—wasn't it better and easier for everyone involved if she was simply aloof, elevated? She was too damn awkward anyway. She caught herself folding her ears and ceased halfway through, keeping them half-mast to listen to Hybrid speak. The rain still drummed about them, and the hybrid coyote now regretted her decision to wander about in the storm. It would have been a better night spent curled up alone in her cave, sleeping until morning came to break the weather.
Oversimplifying? The hybrid had trouble wrapping her head about that one—what could he possibly mean by that? "I meant I don't feel the need to show rank unless it's called for," the coyote said, thinking maybe that convoluted the situation even more. Kaena certainly wasn't above flaring her hackles and showith tooth, that was for sure—but she was not the absolute authority of Inferni; that was Gabriel, and he alone had the power to deliver punishment among them. She was only his sidekick, though she much preferred this set-up, especially at her age. "Why should you?" the coyote added, shrugging a coal shoulder. Though the coyote was frustrated with herself and Hybrid, her scars masked some of it and the dim lighting took care of the rest, only the occasional jagged bold of lightning flashing across both of their features, making them each appear fearsome in the sudden brilliance.
There were stories, rumors—Hybrid was a madman, and Kaena had appreciated that in him once, but now she found it frustrating. His movements were strange and awkward to her, though she patiently waited for a response from him. He was her clan-mate and she was obligated to know him and serve his best interests in her actions, was she not? The hybrid woman conceded to herself that it didn't mean she had to be his best friend, either—wasn't it better and easier for everyone involved if she was simply aloof, elevated? She was too damn awkward anyway. She caught herself folding her ears and ceased halfway through, keeping them half-mast to listen to Hybrid speak. The rain still drummed about them, and the hybrid coyote now regretted her decision to wander about in the storm. It would have been a better night spent curled up alone in her cave, sleeping until morning came to break the weather.
Oversimplifying? The hybrid had trouble wrapping her head about that one—what could he possibly mean by that? "I meant I don't feel the need to show rank unless it's called for," the coyote said, thinking maybe that convoluted the situation even more. Kaena certainly wasn't above flaring her hackles and showith tooth, that was for sure—but she was not the absolute authority of Inferni; that was Gabriel, and he alone had the power to deliver punishment among them. She was only his sidekick, though she much preferred this set-up, especially at her age. "Why should you?" the coyote added, shrugging a coal shoulder. Though the coyote was frustrated with herself and Hybrid, her scars masked some of it and the dim lighting took care of the rest, only the occasional jagged bold of lightning flashing across both of their features, making them each appear fearsome in the sudden brilliance.