OOC: ::Word Count:: 506  Kaena did not mind either way; even if they spent the afternoon tumbling on their asses, it was good to distract herself from the war efforts. Things had slipped into quietness lately, and the silver-furred Centurion was gearing up for true warfare—even so, it was good to remember the rest of life, too. The cloud-furred coyote had vast experience with battles, but her experience on war was somewhat slacking—in truth, the conflict with Aremys had been less of a war and more of a single confrontation. That didn't hardly stop Kaena's arrogance any, though, and she was confident Inferni would persevere this time around, as well. They had plenty of canines swearing fealty to the clan, anyway—at least they weren't short on soldiers to pelt Dahlia de Mai's borders with. The tawny-furred hybrid's question caught Kaena's attention, and she appeared slightly uncomfortable for a moment, her forehead wrinkling with thought. Vieira was not truly family—true, she carried the Lykoi surname, she was relative to Samael, Ahemait, and Razekiel (and all of their children)—but no Lykoi blood ran in her veins. “Well, Samael and Vieira share a father, but I am not Vieira's mother,” the hybrid explained. “So she is not truly my family, but... I take care of her, you know?” the coyote said, a faint smile on her lips. It was true—though they'd had problems at the start of their relationship (to say the least), now it was far more symbiotic—Vieira was good for a whole lot of things, and her recent attack had left Kaena knowing just how much the tawny-furred Quintus really meant to her. At the other canine's words the coyote woman's scarred muzzle split into a smirk and she gave the Imaginfer a crooked look, though its intent was playful. “You watch yourself now,” she said, punctuating the statement with a fierce-looking grin to let Cotl know she was kidding. She would have approved of Cotl for a mate for any one of her family members—sure he was a little weird, but Kae liked him, and he was actually quite nice beneath the jarring curses. The hybrid also didn't doubt he packed quite a bite behind all his bark, either—she had found that the smaller a creature was, the harder it fought, the more viciously it protected its own life. She didn't doubt that extended to Cotl, who was short on stature. “Let's head out, hm?” she said, still interested in trying out the horse. She trusted Cotl to keep her safe from a serious fall, and his horse seemed rather calm in her presence. She extended a long, thin arm toward the creature's skull-painted face slowly to test her theory, laying her hand on the side of the equine's face, scratching his thin-furred skin gently with her claws. His nostrils flared and he made a pleasant sound, or so Kaena though—she wasn't experienced in the behavior of ungulates, and the noise Maschine made could have easily been one of anger. |
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