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Hurrah! 
There had been rumours that his niece had returned to Inferni, but not being one much for talking or gossipping, Hybrid had only learned of her return rather recently. Nonetheless, curiosity had gotten the best of him and he had sought out a few miscellaneous members of the clan to ask them what they knew. One of them, some girl by the name of Zana, had pointed him in the direction of Talitha's den. At the time, he had scoffed at her, but now he found himself growing more and more curious as to the whereabouts of his niece. He supposed he was a little curious about his sister, but he could not determine why. She had disappeared on him enough times for him to know that the only thing she ever did was disappoint him. She was exactly like their mother in that regard.
Of course, just because Hybrid was curious about his niece's whereabouts, it didn't mean he would actively seek her out. No, instead, he chose to sulk in the northernmost borders of the pack in Goldsglen Peak. Hybrid did not have the motivation to climb up the Cobequid Mountain, so instead, he lingered at its foot. He slowly began to make his way east, taking his time during the border patrol. He had certainly spent enough time meandering back and forth across Inferni's territory that he could do it without thought. He made his way through his one of his many routes, following the familiar scents and marks. So far, the day had been uneventful and he hoped it would remain that way. He was not in the mood to deal with a trespassing wolf.
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Inferni was beginning to feel more like home. The very reason why she despised traveling was from all the times Gabriel sent her away from her birth land. She wanted nothing more than to start over from square one with a clean slate and begin living her life the way she intended. To forget the past was impossible, for there were things she would never be able to fully let go of, but her recent promotion in rank and also with assisting a fellow member snag hold of an albino reindeer without killing it made her feel useful for once. Besides the negative run in she had with a cousin sort of figure from her side of the family, and besides all of the whiskey she had been downing more than usual, Talitha was in relatively high spirits.
Deciding that it was a pleasant enough day to be out and about, her long legs whisked her to an area of territory to explore and where she had not been before. With her she carried her journal and a pack of colored pencils, seeking to take some time in nature today to sketch to her heart's content. Writing and drawing considerably helped with the demons that lurked within her conscious, and she found that recently she was more apt to drawing than actual writing. On this day, her flask that was typically filled with whiskey was absent in her possession, although she happened to down half a bottle earlier and the smell was absolutely reeking toxic waves off her. Despite her tipsy nature, she was a happy pre-drunk waltzing off to draw in nature for the day.
She was clambering up a particular slope until a figure came in her peripheral vision. Stopping, her tail swished behind her as her unusually large ears perked forward and she studied the figure before her. It was of a male, and he was terribly wire like and thin, a lot like how Samael looked. Russet red, and had startling crimson eyes that might have gave him away as a Lykoi for a minute. Her eyes felt strangely heavy due to the whiskey beginning to have more of a profound effect upon her, but that didn't stop her from willingly breaking the ice, despite how it looked like he might have been in deep concentration about something. "Hello." Talitha slurred, feeling a rush of hot air extend upward through her esophagus, but suppressed the belch by letting it stream gently from her nostrils.
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Hybrid noticed a canine figure in the distance, forgot about it when he confronted a rather nasty-looking root protruding from the ground. He awkwardly hopped around it to avoid tripping and continued meandering along the path. He glanced back up and saw that the canine, decidedly doggish in appearance, was getting closer. He normally did not see many other clanmembers when he was patrolling, so the appearance of a clanmember was surprising. He was often the only one skirting around the edges of the territory while the others were safe in the heart of the territory, so he waited patiently for the Infernian to arrive. He hoped it was nothing important; he really did not want to waste any time conversing with the idiots that made up the lower ranks. They either deserted or abhorred the war, and he had taken to stalking up and down the borders of Inferni both as a measure against wolfish intruders and annoying coyotes. Nonetheless, he was a little curious to see why Gabriel – no, it wasn’t Gabriel – was coming this way. Hybrid squinted, but could not tell who it was. He huffed and waited for the creature to arrive.
It was a female that looked suspiciously like the Aquila. She spoke and offered a greeting: hello. Hybrid frowned and turned his head to get a better look at her. This was Talitha, Gabriel’s daughter – he had not seen her in quite some time.
“Hey,” he replied gruffly. “What’re you doing back?” he asked, his frown deepening. The last he’d heard, Gabriel had sent Talitha off with some wolfish coyote to keep her “safe” from the war. Whatever Gabriel had been trying to protect her from, a war or two would have done the young girl a great deal of good: give her some blood and she’d be as loyal to Inferni as any proud father could hope.
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