duty without pain

Larkspur D'Angelo · 10-04-2010, 11:31 PM

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The line between killing something sentient and a stupid animal was not that broad at all. It was a terrible flaw to believe in such differences. Larkspur observed the lives of other wolves without concern for their destinies. He believed in good and in evil, and he saw the potential for both within strangers. So it fell to Larkspur to steer the future of these too impressionable children as he himself had once been guided. His orange eyes were met by a pale blue gaze, though he visibly relaxed upon seeing the woman approach. She smelt of Dahlia, but more then this, she was dark.

A grunt broke through his throat and the heavy-set wolf kept his eyes on her own. He had quickly learned of his own superiority among these wolves. Tak had given him power, and Haku had proven that his own wolves were stupid and weak. “A huntin’ lesson,” he explained. Without looking to his younger companion, Larkspur continued. “Best not sneak ‘round here. Lot of folks still jumpy ‘bout them coyotes.” He pronounced the word sharply, as kaI-oat, and viciously at that. He felt no love for the beasts.

Nayru · 10-07-2010, 12:56 AM

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Ruby eyes watched the ebony woman, and the young girl was aware of how insignificant her existence was to the woman. Larkspur was her focus; the blue eyes of Reverent were on him and not her mostly grown body. Larkspur spoke first, as the woman's word seemed directed more to him than to the pair of hunters, but Nayru took it in stride. Forgetting the blood stains splattered on her snow colored patches Nayru found her voice, her soft angelic tones revealing none of the annoyance she felt just then. “Always a pleasure Reverent.” It was clear then that Nayru remembered the woman, whether the child had stuck in other's mind or not.

A slight flicker of her ear moved at the mention of coyotes, and Nayru turned her attention back to Larkspur. “Do you feel they are still a threat? Inferni… I mean... it's been quite around here. ” Her almost whisper dropped even lower so that it was barely audible. Bris had spoken about Inferni, but Nayru had been young then and her world view had changed much. Darkness did exist and count triumph at times but she couldn’t forget how kind Razekiel had been. Surely there was still good in everyone and everything, most of Dahlia.

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Reverent · 10-08-2010, 06:01 PM

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ooc talk:

Reverent could sense the anger twoard the coyotes. She heard a smaller voice from the female wolf she hadn't paid much attention too. She looked twoard the female, then a thought had dawned on her. She was the wolf from the whale rescue. It had made sense now, the smell and apperance. "Do you mind if I join in the your hunting?" She turned her gaze twoard the female named Nayru. She smiled at her then looked back at the male. "Sorry for my rudeness, what is your name?" She wondered about the statement that Nayru mentioned about the Inferni.

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Larkspur D'Angelo · 10-09-2010, 12:24 PM

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It did not surprise him that the fairy-child was so polite. She had been the same approaching him. To see her do so covered in blood was another thing entirely. The corners of his mouth hooked up into a bemused smirk, which fell almost as quickly when the coyotes were mentioned again. Before he had time to answer, the dark she-wolf asked not only to insert herself but for his name as well. Typical. He was used to the way pack wolves worked now. False formaility. The Khalif had no room for such things.

“Larkspur,” he answered her first, and then looked back to his young companion. “They ain’t got no love for Dahlia. Most of our warriors got killed fightin’ ‘em. Conor ain’t old enough to hold his own against ‘em. And,” he added, dropping his voice. “I can smell ‘em, just outside the borders. They ain’t stupid. They’re gonna wait for someone to slip up.” His voice felt strangely unlike his own, but this he supposed was because another voice was speaking in his ear.

Then he shrugged, as if dismissing the idea, and began looking around. “We probably won’t find much here anymore, too much noise. If y’want, the three of us can try and find somethin’ bigger then rabbits.” As he said this, his eyes lingered on Nayru.

Nayru · 10-11-2010, 12:46 PM

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Nayru smiled serenely as Reverent invited herself hunting with them, and only then did Nayru remember the carcass of a rabbit still in her clutch hands. Dully she wondered what she was to do with it if they were to start on another hunt but she took no action. An ear flickered as Larkspur gave his name, and although no one has spoken Nayru's out loud she did not offer it, as she hadn't been the one asked for a title. When the male's strange accent was directed back towards her, ruby eyes lifted up, the fairy girl soaking in his words like a sponge. It was clear Larkspur had a very different opinion on that matter than most of Dahlia did now, but whose opinion was correct was impossible to discern. To Nayru both seemed plausible and she did not doubt either of them. It was strange to think she could throw herself in so fully to one theory or the other on Inferni but she was capable of finding both valid.

They did not take the time to debate over the subject but instead move on to hunting. Rising up Nayru dropped the rabbit at Larkspur's feet, either for him to remove or to leave for her to deal with later. Her smile was sweet and pure then, compliant, as if Larkspur has asked if she wished to pick a bouquet of flowers rather than slay prey animals. “Let me shift, I should learn to kill in both forms.” And moving a few feet from them Nayru undertook the process in which she was already becoming well seasoned. When, ten minutes later, she was on four legs as the other two were, she returned to their small gathering, her body silently protesting all the energy spent in so short a time span but her heart too set on a new goal for her to pay it any mind.

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