the man in the trench coat
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       The hybrid woman could not help but feel that the world would be an entirely better place without the chocolatey male. He had escaped the jaws of death once; that he'd wriggled free was further proof that he needed to be exterminated. The coyote woman knew there was something quite wrong with the wolf she'd fought that night, before even knowing it was Haku Soul—and reflecting on the chilling way he'd tried to extract information from her (well, she was doing the same thing at first, to be fair) after the most pleasant part of their interaction had passed... the coyote woman instinctively reached for her own neck, her fingers rubbing the patch of ruined flesh where Haku had bitten it out of her.



       Onus spoke, and the hybrid's attention snapped back, eager to soak up anything about the situation she could. She was not allowing or sharing her fear of Haku—to do so was weakness, and she did not wish to display those things in front of Onus or anyone else, for that matter. His words were troubling, and she nodded, absorbing them slowly. "Then, it's best you keep a close watch," the hybrid said, though she was certain Onus was already doing so. He didn't need Kaena to tell him that, but the hybrid found it reassuring to herself to reinforce the notion that his children were indeed being watched. There was no reason they ought to die at the claws of a monster like Haku.



       At his words the hybrid could only half-snarl, dislike flooding through her system for the one who... enabled Haku. That was the right word for it; his position of power elevated him beyond the rest of the pack, and it forced them to stand behind him. The hybrid woman had met and liked Lolita, but beyond them and Onus's woman and children, Dahlia de Mai could go to hell. Especially it's subleader. As the coyote continued, the hybrid's expression shifted to something akin to sympathy, understanding the strange position he was in. It had hurt her badly to throw Vitium out of Inferni, but the good of the clan required that action at the very least, and if she was not going to kill her son she would have to exile him.



       "If only he were as stupid as he is dangerous," the coyote said, squaring her shoulders. His apparent intelligent made him twice as dangerous. "His presence is a predicament for both of you, to say the least. Onus—you should be getting back to your children," the coyote urged, suddenly frightened that they were in the Dahlian borders without their protective father. She had no knowledge of Cwmfen and her impressive warrior abilities, so she assumed their coyote father took care of that end. Her golden eye regarded him, and she made an offer, quickly and without thinking about it too much. "If you are in need of something, come to Inferni. Call for me," she said, not regretting the offer a bit. Onus was a powerful ally; she had recognized that in him almost instantly, and she was beginning to consider him a friend. Such an act, she figured, would solidify that bond between them.

Thanks to Akumu for the table!
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