11-06-2009, 07:46 PM
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| http://sleepyglow.net/rp/kae/kae_razor.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> eeeemo kae. Serene Sands. The silvery hybrid trotted quickly, her ears absolutely tuned to the forest around her. Her nose twitched with each inhale of her breath, sorting the scents and deciding each was old. The hybrid was in desperate need of solitude, but the absolute last thing she wanted was another encounter like the last time she'd sought solitude. No, nothing like that would ever do. So, she kept her wits about her, and she listened carefully for the sound of any foreign approach as she headed for the coast. The hybrid wanted to be alone and aloof from the whole rest of the world, left alone to ruminate in her own rotten head and her dark thoughts. The hybrid made the familiar trek through the mountain, her feet carrying her swiftly. By looking at her, one could never tell that Kaena had been used and violated as she had by Haku. The encounter they'd had wasn't the sort that had left a lasting physical impression on the hybrid like the time before. This time, though, the chocolate wolf had done worse to the silvery hybrid, and if anyone could have peered into her head, they would have seen it there—swirling darkness and self-hatred. Oh, she hated herself more than anything for what had happened, it was sadly true. It was her fault, wasn't it? She'd been stupid enough to wander to the city in the night, sneaking past Dahlian territory with just the faint hope that Haku wouldn't scent and track her. It was her fault for cornering herself in that tiny little room, that dank place which she would avoid like the plague now. It was irrevocably her own damn fault for liking what he'd done to her, going so far as to enjoy it from him—there was no denying that. Inhaling sharply, the hybrid made her way down the familiar path carved into the side of the cliffs, the only safe way down into this private, secluded beach. The silver-furred coyote reached the sand, padding swiftly to the ocean's edge, peering out over the rolling waves with her single golden eye. There was a pained sort of look on her face, a half-twisted snarl that showed only a fraction of the hurt swirling around inside of her. The hybrid coyote hadn't traveled outside of Inferni since that fateful night, and this was the first venture she'd taken beyond coyote borders since, taking care to head in the exact opposite direction of Dahlia de Mai. No need for a goddamn repeat. |