Agree. :B We can haz ending on this one soon, maybe this post would be good, but you are welcome to go once moar, of course. Word Count: 509
The hybrid woman was not sure she would ever wholly trust a man again. She had always preferred them sexually despite finding herself fairly attracted to females on occasion, but now the thought of allowing any man to touch her made her skin crawl. Maybe it was best to simply avoid sexual altercations entirely for the time being. It was not so long ago that the hybrid had avoided sexual relations, more out of lack of anyone to play with than actual fear, but now perhaps a second period of celibacy was in order. The silver-furred Centurion was not sure she could endure touches, even gentle ones, from a man she did not completely and totally trust.
If Fatin were still here for her, the hybrid would not have had to worry about these things. The cinnamon-furred woman would have been utterly and completely patient with Kaena, moving at whatever pace was comfortable for her. But the Kali woman was not, and Kaena was left to deal with the sexual issues her rape had imparted on her. This included a generalized aversion to touch, but as the silvery hybrid remained quite close to her granddaughter and the pair exchanged comforts, she felt this fear begin to dissipate. Certainly it would be some time before Kaena was completely healed, but even now the coyote felt a tiny bit of her former strength flow back into her limbs.
The auburn-haired girl's words were distinct comfort to the ashen-hued coyote, and she smiled, nodding in agreement. So long as she surrounded herself with family and Inferni, so long as she had a strong granddaughter and strong sons and daughters to protect her, Kaena Lykoi could not be harmed. The clan and the family would protect her, for she had nurtured both in her time. The silver-furred hybrid might have even argued that such protection was owed to her by the remainder of Inferni, but Halo did not need to hear such arguments. She offered her comfort and protection without the hybrid elder even requesting it. "Not with your strength to protect me, he won't," the coyote agreed and complimented, her coal-colored lips twisting into a smile.
The Hydra offered to stay with Kaena, which was not so much a surprise as it was a delight, and she immediately nodded. "I would like that, yes," she responded somewhat eagerly, finding her granddaughter's presence immensely comforting. It was easy for Kaena to see herself reflected in the young Lykoi woman, some inner strength that the rust-furred Hydra had yet to fully tap. Her granddaughter was destined for great things, Kaena thought. Someday, the world would cower in fear at her name as it had once cowered in fear at the Centurion's name. Those days were long passed, true—perhaps now that honor was owed to Haku Soul. Still, since her return, Kaena had not been silent; she was certain some still remembered that fear striking into their hearts at the mere mention of the cloudy-furred canine. Those good old days might still return yet.
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