10-05-2009, 11:15 PM
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Thanks to Akumu for the table!
The silver coyote's solo eye roved over the younger canine, taking in her features. She was around a year of age, just about the average for any wandering canine. It was almost appropriate that they would eventually leave their parents. Kaena assumed if she had not lost her entire ancestral family to a series of murders committed by one member unto the next until all but the lone Kaena perished, she would have been much the same. She'd struck out on her own a little earlier, but it not taken her too long to discover Bleeding Souls, and found the Inferni clan itself with long-dead Zarah.
Kaena's sarcasm was somewhat difficult to detect; rarely did she use the proper tone, instead keeping her voice in its usual rasp. She grinned, and rolled her silvery shoulders in a shrug. "Not much anybody can do about it," she said, lifting that single sun-yellow eye to the cloudy sky. She could appreciate the rain, but lately she was sick of it. Kaena had been looking forward to a dry fall.
The newcomer introduced herself, and cut quickly to the chase. Kae appreciated that, as she was just as eager to retreat from the rain as any of them. Halfway through her trip she'd regretted coming out at all, thinking no one would be waiting on the borders in a wrathful storm like this, but she had been wrong, and she was glad she'd ignored the lazier instinct which told her to curl back up in her dry, warm cave.
"I'm Kaena Lykoi, and this is Inferni," she said, waving a paw in the air to indicate the territory behind her. There was a certain nonchalance in the hybrid woman as she spoke, finding it distasteful to play any sort of stony-faced role on the borders most of the time. The clan was looking to add to the ranks, not drive away potential joiners by way of showing its worst side first. The skulls adorning the borders were message and warning enough, and Kaena hoped that they spoke of protection and safety in the clan. For sure, the Inferni coyotes looked after their own.
"What can you do?" she asked, interest showing on her features. It was unnecessary to introduce the clan any more than that, and she was glad. Some coyotes came to their land with nary a clue as to what a clan was, and it had to be explained with the distasteful parallel of being like a wolf pack for coyotes. Others—like this Norchester, it seemed—had experience with coyote social living. That was certainly a plus in Kaena's book.
Kaena's sarcasm was somewhat difficult to detect; rarely did she use the proper tone, instead keeping her voice in its usual rasp. She grinned, and rolled her silvery shoulders in a shrug. "Not much anybody can do about it," she said, lifting that single sun-yellow eye to the cloudy sky. She could appreciate the rain, but lately she was sick of it. Kaena had been looking forward to a dry fall.
The newcomer introduced herself, and cut quickly to the chase. Kae appreciated that, as she was just as eager to retreat from the rain as any of them. Halfway through her trip she'd regretted coming out at all, thinking no one would be waiting on the borders in a wrathful storm like this, but she had been wrong, and she was glad she'd ignored the lazier instinct which told her to curl back up in her dry, warm cave.
"I'm Kaena Lykoi, and this is Inferni," she said, waving a paw in the air to indicate the territory behind her. There was a certain nonchalance in the hybrid woman as she spoke, finding it distasteful to play any sort of stony-faced role on the borders most of the time. The clan was looking to add to the ranks, not drive away potential joiners by way of showing its worst side first. The skulls adorning the borders were message and warning enough, and Kaena hoped that they spoke of protection and safety in the clan. For sure, the Inferni coyotes looked after their own.
"What can you do?" she asked, interest showing on her features. It was unnecessary to introduce the clan any more than that, and she was glad. Some coyotes came to their land with nary a clue as to what a clan was, and it had to be explained with the distasteful parallel of being like a wolf pack for coyotes. Others—like this Norchester, it seemed—had experience with coyote social living. That was certainly a plus in Kaena's book.