Helotes had a special and rare job to do today. He had three freshly cleaned and boiled wolf skulls, all expertly painted by his children and himself. They were silly looking things, almost as if they were grinning in their after-life, especially the one with the flower Azucena painted onto it. His daughter had not wanted to come to the borders, but Basilio was more than happy to accompany his dead to hang up the skulls. Helotes’ son was getting stronger and more head strong by the day, not impeded in the least bit by his small frame. Helotes saw a low of Zana in him, and that made him both miss her and proud.

The trip to the borders was a fun and a game in itself, and Helotes and his son chased each other playfully all the way there, Basilio constantly getting underfoot and nearly tripping the grown man several times. Finally, Helotes gave him the task of carrying the smallest of the skulls, and Basilio gladly lifted his head as high as possible to carry it.

Once they began nearly the borders however, an unknown canine smell came to the Hydra’s nose and he slowed, Basilio, reduzca la velocidad durante un minuto. Helotes said quietly as they came up on two outsiders near the border. His son gave him a look that said he was not afraid and Helotes gave him a grin before coming up upon the two. They did not seem to be doing anything more suspicious then inspecting the skulls, something that many outsiders did. Plus, the female was young and becoming and there was something almost familiar about her, but Helotes made sure to stand tall with tail stiff, What is your business at Inferni’s borders? He asked nonchalantly yet authoritatively. The two of them were coyotes, if not a little mixed with other things, so Helotes wasn’t immediately as concerned about them as he would have had they been wolves.

The girl seemed a spirited one, and her beauty was unsurpassed, almost exotic, though it was clear she was a coyote through and though. Basilio trotted up beside his father and set down the skull and grinned up at the girl but said nothing; he most likely found her beautiful too. The male on the other hand was a mutt, though his coyote feature were undeniable, much like the stray Vesper had recently picked up. Helotes relaxed his stance somewhat as they both appeared to not want any trouble.

Helotes watched with bemusement as the female shot the male a look, and he nearly cowered before the Hydra, and she, annoyed turned to answer him. It seemed his assumption had been correct, that they had just come by to view the skulls and he nodded, but then she mentioned her name, and his ears perked, Ah, another cousin then I guess? He laughed then, and turned his left shoulder towards her, showing his chaos star, I am Helotes Lykoi, I’m sure you must be one of Kaena’s granddaughters… Then, looking her over, Er… well, maybe great-granddaughter? I can’t be sure; who’s your father? Mother? Helotes wasn’t the best when it came to Lykoi heritage, but there was a chance he might know who her parents were.

Helotes wasn’t surprised at her reaction; he had known of other Lykoi who hadn’t known about their true heritage before, and how far it stretched; but the words that followed turned Helotes’ world upside down. She said her father was Kerberos, and her mother Valla, and that she had never heard of other Lykoi before. His umber eyes widened and his mouth dropped open in stupid awe. Basilio looked up at his father, fully aware of Kerberos, his grandfather.

Helotes stepped forward then and came closer to Elody; yes, he now recognized what the resemblance was. It was faint, but the cheek bones, the curve of the legs; they were his father’s. His surprised face than cracked into a smile, a genuine one; Ilusion had told him that his father and Valla had given birth, and here was one of his half siblings standing before him. He could be angry at her, even though his father had abandoned Helotes and his siblings for a new life with Valla; they were of the same blood, and he held no animosity towards her.

Instead of embracing her like he wanted to, he took the conservative route and place a hand on her shoulder, Elody, I am your half-brother; Kerberos was my father as well. I was told of your birth by my sister, Ilusion. Here in Inferni, there are many, many of our family. He wasn’t sure he could make her truly believe him, but why would he lie? He then looked over at the male standing behind her, and realized that it might be a half-brother; he had the same color coat as Kerberos, And you? Are you a half-brother?