10-15-2009, 05:57 PM
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badpost is bad :[ mall-caps;">In Character The silver-furred coyote made her way deeper into Inferni territory, unsuspecting of what waited for her by the caves. The coyote had not told Samael to stay with a clean conscious; she was well-aware that his presence here would cause friction. Still, it didn't matter to her. She wanted her children closer to her, it pained her to think so many of them were gone. Gabriel's scent wafted through the air, drawing the coyote closer. No better time than the present to face up to him for what she had done—maybe he wouldn't mind his younger brother so much? The hybrid woman did not wish to think about being forced to choose between family and clan, son and son—such a thing was simply abhorrent to her. Still, there was no avoiding Gabriel forever, and she would have to seek him out sooner or later and face facts. The scent of the sea grew stronger as she drew closer to the caves, and though the sound of its waves crashing against the sand of the shores was a constant companion in her sleep, it meant she was drawing closer and closer to the caves, where Gabriel was, no doubt. A strange nervousness rose in her chest, and she took in a deep breath in an attempt to quell it, shutting her brilliant yellow-gold eye for just a moment as she entered the cave area. So it went that Gabriel was already waiting for her here, already seeking her atonement. She was quiet as she approached him: head down, ears half-flattened. She was quiet, regarding her gold-and-black son with her single eye, already reading the frustration and anger in his body. She simply looked at him, her face kept carefully flat and expressionless, her yellowed eye seeking the ground before his forepaws rather than his face. |