12-01-2009, 05:53 AM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/rp/kae/kae_fall.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:240px; padding-left:15px; padding-right:15px; padding-bottom:10px;"> Ohay, I herd u wanted thread? :o Was it already December? The silver-furred hybrid could not believe it, yet the creeping chill in the air told her winter was here, absolutely and beyond a doubt. The leaves had fallen from the trees in the forest, leaving them barren save for the coniferous types that sparsely populated their woods. The coyote sighed heavily, turning from the trees and heading for the coast. She sought solitude, and she figured she would find it on the barren edge of Inferni's territory, where few canines tended to roam. The open plains there were not particularly attractive to prey, though Kaena had seen a rabbit or too bounce quickly through the area. She was more interested in the beach anyway. The hybrid broke out into a run, her four-legged form eating up the distance quickly. She navigated the territory expertly, well-acquainted with its bumps and boulders. The coyote attempted to outrun her own thoughts, seeking respite from the ones that had seemed to plague her for years. The hybrid really could not believe it had only been six simple weeks since Haku had violated her. Even more confusing was her recent interactions with Viera, in which she had perpetrated some similar crimes to those that had been inflicted on her. With a shudder the hybrid came to a halt, finding herself staring at the waters of the inlet, the sand of the coast between her toes. It was the typical dull and dreary December day, and low-slung, dark gray clouds threatened an iminent rainstorm—perhaps even snow. The hybrid did not know if it was cold enough yet for snow to fall, and part of her longed for it. She had not experienced a truly cold winter in what seemed like years now. There was hope in winter, the faint possibility of the cold coming and bringing with it relief from the bad memories, the parts of recent life Kaena was desperately trying to forget. Alcohol certainly helped, but the hybrid woman knew she could not subsist on it forever. It made her stupid, and she had to hide such an abhorrent habit most of the time. The party was one of the few exceptions to this general rule, but there had been an excuse then; it was Anselm's birthday and she had reason to be messed up. Now she had to hole up in her cave, revealing only to Viera the depths of her problems. The hybrid wondered how much the tawny-furred Quintus gleaned from her nonsensical ramblings. How much had Kaena accidentally given away to the slave girl? |