my daddy's got a gun

Kaena Lykoi · 03-06-2010, 06:16 AM

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It was only the child that kept the multi-hued woman alive and breathing still. Only the little youth protected the Dahlian wolf from meeting with the Centurion's teeth, and even at that, it was only Gabriel's prohibition and dislike for hurting children that restrained the coyote woman at this very moment. Gabriel would not like her hurting a child. She remembered the sable-furred youth that had been the daughter of Haku Soul, and she had run frightened from her, in fear that the demon himself was lurking right behind them. She had run from that, and she would not run any more. Cowardice was not a part of her, and she would damn well prove it.

No such fear of the devil-wolf was in Kaena today—her rage had been simmering slowly over the past months. Now it threatened to broil over, frothing just beneath the surface and dancing through her yellow-golden eye. It didn't matter if this wolf wasn't Haku, it didn't matter if she had the child with her or not, Kaena Lykoi would have her vengeance all the same. She advanced toward the other canine, her curled yellow fangs already bared. Her snarl was as menacing as ever, twisted and marred by all the scars decorating the old woman's face. Kaena had seen more years than most canines she knew paired together, and a decade of abuse, violence, vengance, fear, and menace were bearing down on the pair of wolves, advancing one slow, confident step at a time.

The female's words barely penetrated the raging predatory consciousness that had overtaken the silver-furred coyote's mind. A single thought registered somewhere within her, resonating and filling the hybrid woman's head with rage. Haku's child? She would eat its heart and smear the rest across the ground, a filthy red streak to remind Haku of what he had done and what she would eventually do to him in turn. The child was just small step—the scarred hybrid would not stop until she had his dead blue eyes in crushed in her fist. Something had snapped within the silver-furred coyote, edged to madness by the taunts and aggression of the pathetic Dahlian woman and amplified by the knowledge that the seed of the devil was here within her grasp.

She did not care if Haku himself came charging up from behind this wolf to come and kill her to protect his child; she would fight him as she had the first time, and this time she would win—or she would die trying to. Either way was better than living with the gaping sore of agony on her innards. She hadn't fought back the second time—she had chosen not to fight back. The thought still rotted within her, festering the months-old wound more painful than when it had been fresh. Her single eye focused on the other canine's pallid blue gaze, her words hissed from clenched and bared teeth, laced with a growl. “And what happens if there's no one left to tell?” She continued to advance forward, her gaze never wavering from the woman's face. The child was nothing once she was out of the way.

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