there's no fate that cannot be surmounted by scorn

Kai Aiolos · 01-06-2010, 09:34 PM

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Never come back.

Kai heard his brother’s voice ringing in his skull, and pinned his ears flat against his head. The scars that crossed along his haunches began to itch again, fresh and still very angry. How in the word had it come to this? Exiled from the only home he had ever known, and left without any resources to survive beyond his limited knowledge of hunting. The weight he had lost was apparent, but it was not much—his ninety pounds had shrunk to seventy five or so, but a thick winter coat (inherited from his no good father) had done its duty not only in keeping him warm but hiding this embarrassing fact. He was not experience enough to do more then hunt small animals or scavenge, having never led a proper hunt and only acted as wing-man to his pack mates.

Former pack mates, he reminded himself with a grunt. Talon had made that abundantly clear. They were no longer brothers, not after the scars they had left one another with. All along his hindquarters there was proof, but his brother had walked away far worse—and would have died, if their whore of a mother hadn’t stepped in. She favored the white-furred child because he looked like his father, and she had leapt in to make sure he would survive. Talon had kept his position, undeservingly, and Kai had been run out because as far as his family saw, the best way to deal with a threat was to eliminate it. They wouldn’t—no, they couldn’t—kill him, so their only option was exile.

Which had brought him south, away from the harsh winter that was pressing ever closer. He had been all right for the past two months, but now that Mother Nature had her icy claws out there was no hope for survival alone. He had come south east, and been horrified when he had stumbled across a wolf skull on a pike. Luckily, he had turned tail and fled from that horror long before the overpowering scent of coyote had been made tangible. Kai had stayed a fair distance away from their border, and found himself wandering unfamiliar forests for what felt like forever. Then, as he began to lose hope of ever finding anything outside of angry coyotes he came across a very palpable male scent. It rushed into his nose and he froze, suddenly intimidated by the scent of an older, much more powerful male.

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