11-19-2009, 05:44 AM
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| http://sleepyglow.net/rp/kae/kae_razor.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> ! <333 I do not believe Raze has ever met his pops. The silver coyote had always known the ocean. When she was young, she had heard its call between the trees, waves breaking gently against the shore. The coyote had not known what it was then, living with her father just a little bit away from the ocean—but one night she crept in that direction and saw it, the great sprawling expanse of water, and the love became real, solidified in her chest from some vague and distant thing in her, perhaps a result of her ancestry or just a simple product of a frazzled young mind. There was comfort in the ocean for Kaena, so it only made sense later to found the coyote clan in the very place she'd met Zarah on the old coast. It was as if destiny itself had drawn them to that place. Razekiel seemed to be enjoying the ocean just as much, and it made the hybrid woman smile, warmth creeping over her to find a similarity between them. He called her sunshine, and came closer to her, speaking of the ocean as if it was a person. That was intriguing to the hybrid, and as Razekiel drew close to her she threw an arm around his shivering form, devouring his affection almost greedily. "Oh... you're freezing," she observed, surprise and worry crossing her face. "Why is it Father Ocean?" she asked, curiosity overcoming her scarred features as she rubbed Razekiel's shaking arm vigorously with one paw and huddled closer to him, disliking the quake from his thin frame. |