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The hybrid watched quietly as the other canine shifted, pausing for a moment in her half-formed body. This was distinctly different from any joining process she might have experienced prior to this one, and the hybrid woman figured she was unlikely to experience such a thing again. The process was difficult for the canine, and Kaena had to assume it was due to her poorer health from traveling so long—the coyote woman had no idea where Astaroth was from or where Eris ended up, but it had to be further than where she ended up, and that was a long, long way away.
It was a test of sorts, and the as the coyote finished her shift and became four-legged, she apologized, which certainly helped convince Kaena that the young woman was genuine in her intentions. The hybrid wondered what had come over Eris to change her heart. Certainly Astaroth had filled her head with lies and wild stories; the problem, however, was that Kaena had no idea what Eris had been told. Was it the same sort of devil-based lie he'd spun to Kaena? The coyote had no idea who Astaroth really was; he was a mystery to her now. The coyote had been wearing Halo's necklace for weeks now, and for the first time she was distinctly aware of its presence around her neck, the yellowed canine and what it stood for dangling obscenely around her neck. Halo had been kind enough to make it large enough still ring her Lupus form's neck, and Kaena never had to remove the thing.
The silver-furred hybrid offered a shrug, and decided on another question. She wanted to know more about this canine, but she now realized that the right questions had to be asked, otherwise Vieira would offer only confirmation or barebones information. Speak when spoken to echoed through the Centurion's head. It was a mantra she was familiar with, though she'd never subscribed to it herself. "What do you know about me? You know this is Inferni, yes?" the hybrid questioned, wondering if the first one was perhaps too open-ended. "Eris didn't tell you to do anything other than come here and serve?" the coyote asked, the edge of suspicion too nagging to release immediately.
The hybrid watched quietly as the other canine shifted, pausing for a moment in her half-formed body. This was distinctly different from any joining process she might have experienced prior to this one, and the hybrid woman figured she was unlikely to experience such a thing again. The process was difficult for the canine, and Kaena had to assume it was due to her poorer health from traveling so long—the coyote woman had no idea where Astaroth was from or where Eris ended up, but it had to be further than where she ended up, and that was a long, long way away.
It was a test of sorts, and the as the coyote finished her shift and became four-legged, she apologized, which certainly helped convince Kaena that the young woman was genuine in her intentions. The hybrid wondered what had come over Eris to change her heart. Certainly Astaroth had filled her head with lies and wild stories; the problem, however, was that Kaena had no idea what Eris had been told. Was it the same sort of devil-based lie he'd spun to Kaena? The coyote had no idea who Astaroth really was; he was a mystery to her now. The coyote had been wearing Halo's necklace for weeks now, and for the first time she was distinctly aware of its presence around her neck, the yellowed canine and what it stood for dangling obscenely around her neck. Halo had been kind enough to make it large enough still ring her Lupus form's neck, and Kaena never had to remove the thing.
The silver-furred hybrid offered a shrug, and decided on another question. She wanted to know more about this canine, but she now realized that the right questions had to be asked, otherwise Vieira would offer only confirmation or barebones information. Speak when spoken to echoed through the Centurion's head. It was a mantra she was familiar with, though she'd never subscribed to it herself. "What do you know about me? You know this is Inferni, yes?" the hybrid questioned, wondering if the first one was perhaps too open-ended. "Eris didn't tell you to do anything other than come here and serve?" the coyote asked, the edge of suspicion too nagging to release immediately.