the wandering souls on earth

Gabriel de le Poer · 01-17-2010, 10:04 PM

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The girl, with her peculiar coat and light eyes, called him a name he did not recognize but found meaning in as she continued. Her voice was light, airy, and suited her long legged, ethereal appearance. Her name, likewise, seemed as if it belonged to another world. Gabriel did not recognize the language nor her faint accent, but found it smooth to his ears. Furthermore, she did not look startled by the idea of war—Snake certainly would not have avoided the issue, and he would not have sugar coated the dire situation they were in. Any day could bring bloodshed and death down on their heads, and if they were unprepared for such a thing, there was no place for them within Inferni. Haku Soul and his wolves would strike against the weak, as had been proven by Vieiria’s recent incident.

At Snake’s voice, Gabriel’s ears turned, though his eyes remained focused on the gray-white canine. She would stay, and she would fight. He could ask her nothing more then that. “Find yourself a place to sleep and get some food in you,” he said, deep voice lacking the snap and the bite it usually held when it came to strangers. Gabriel’s philosophy in regards to women was directly reflected in the way he acted around them. “Snake’s one of our Hydra, our warrior rank. He can help you with settling in if he has the time for it. Be wary around this southern border, and around any wolves in general.” There was only so much he could warn her about, and certainly with as many coyotes in the clan as there were, someone would be able to fill in any other blanks. “Any other questions?” He asked her, amber eyes focusing on Niir’s face with hawk like intensity.

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