This drizzle was incessant, it had turned the once colorful world of summer into the dreary gray of autumn. Even the reds and oranges were beginning to fade, leaving Nova Scotia like a sepia photo. It was depressing on all accounts; too cold to wander outside, to melancholy to stay inside; it set some out to wander. And wander the dark Lykoi male did, his mood as foul as the weather. The hood of his hole ridden cloak was pulled up nearly over his eyes, Yegua, his mare was draped in a soggy blanket and the two of them, like one slumped creature, walked along the rocky shoreline, listening to the dull hiss of the rain hitting the incoming tide.

Yegua muttered in protest, she wanted to be back in the warm stables with her filly, but Helotes pressed her on, she needed to exercise and she had to be ever ready for him to ride her. He tried to placate her with a scratch to her neck, which did seem to calm her. Helotes was quite attached to her now, though he had only had her for about a month now. He promised her inwardly to give her a good brushing and rub down when they returned.

Helotes was walking along the northern shoreline just as he had a month ago, but he would not make the same mistake this time. Now when the river came into his vision he stopped, watching as it flowed out of Salsola territory. A moon’s turn ago he had foolishly crossed this water border and had been severely punished for it. He scowled, looking across the barrier, wishing that that little bitch would show herself again so he could teach her a lesson and prove that he wasn’t as weak as he had seemed last time they met. It was too bad that Inferni and Salsola had a good relationship, otherwise Helotes would have been more than glad to have slit the throats of all those who associated themselves with The Family.

Helotes’ eyes were drawn out towards the see, which was gray and covered in mist. The sound of waves hitting the shore was somewhat hypnotizing and Helotes felt as the hatred and anger he had felt moments ago seemed to slip away from his body. He took a deep breath and sighed, releasing his breath into the air like a cloud in front of him. Perhaps he should turn back, Yegua was sure to become a lot more bitchy soon. With a slight nudge of his heel he turned her to head back towards Inferni.

The smell hit him first; marijuana, and his stomach immediately growled in the conditioned response of hunger. Looking around him, he noticed movement, and with a click of his tongue urged Yegua forward, but slowly. Soon the figure came into view and Helotes cocked his head in curiosity; it was a beautiful coyote woman, with long blonde hair that was now framing her features like dripping golden strings. She was smoking a blunt and seemed to be deep in thought and she was on the Salsola side of the river. She must be a member he decided, but what a lovely member.

Dismounting, Helotes walked closer to her, but she was still off in her own little world, he cleared his throat, Hello there! He called out and raised a hand. He hoped that this encounter would go better than the last one he had experienced here.