10-17-2009, 12:28 AM
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| http://sleepyglow.net/rp/kae/kae_razor.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Her mind was still reeling, her breath still coming a little haggard, but just the warmth of a friendly hand and the sound of a friendly voice was enough to bring the hybrid woman around a little, and she began locking herself down again, trying in vain to bury the wave of pain that had washed over her being on this night. The hybrid reached out to take the graying hand, pushing herself with the other hand. In other times, maybe she would have pushed the woman's hand away, maybe not—but now more than anything, Kaena needed touch. Anyone's would do, anything but the unwanted advances of a man. She was lucky, she supposed, that it was someone like Misery who had found her, and luckier still that Misery perhaps regarded Kaena in the same near-reverent manner as the hybrid did the former Chimeran. Without that mutual respect, they would have been any other snarling dogs on the beach. When the hybrid had sat up, the D'Angelo woman settled down where she had been crouching, The coyote almost reached out for her hand again; the silvery woman wanted to seize it and clutch it close like it was the only thing keeping her from being swept away by a wave of hurt. There was a question from the grayed woman, and the silvery coyote could not look her in the face, her head remaining pointed firmly earthward, her sable ears swept back flat against her skull as they had been. "I don't even know," she muttered, not even knowing where to begin, where to classify what had just happened to her. The hybrid had brought it on herself, hadn't she? Stupid, wandering to the city and so close to Dahlia. Her wide berth hadn't been enough; the hunter had found her scent anyway. |