10-15-2009, 12:37 AM
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Private. He had found the scent first. It had been at the borders, incredibly weak and fading. Despite this, the smell was unmistakable. A ripple of motion had followed the line of Gabriel’s spine, causing his dark tipped fur to rise. Even though the scent was so familiar, the fact it had come across the borders without invitation was infuriating. The last that Gabriel had seen of his brother was a coyote on the verge of death, staggering off into the wilderness where (God willing) he would find rest. Neither God nor his brother find it fit that things should go so easily. Ezekiel had told his father about finding the blackened coyote in the city, and how his eyes had looked. Even though his son had never seen the illness that had claimed Esper Hollow, the Aquila knew it had taken Samael. With his nose low to the ground, Gabriel followed the haphazard trail. It took him further into the territory, where, to his displeasure, it found a companion. A mother, even. There was little surprise that Samael had sought her out. What was surprising was that their scents remained mingled, and led even deeper into the Waste. A low growl reverberated out of his chest. Even though Gabriel knew that Kaena loved all of her children dearly, he did not believe she would blind herself to the sickness coursing through Samael’s blood. With a huff, the hybrid made his way west quickly. After a grand total of perhaps ten minutes, he rounded on her cave. The scent of his half-brother clung desperately to the others. Gabriel entered, but found that his mother’s den was empty. Frustrated by this fact, he stormed out. How long had she had him here? What damage had he managed to do, unsupervised? One maniac was enough. Hybrid, at least, he understood. Samael was a new, unfamiliar monster. |