the great destroyer.

Kaena Lykoi · 12-01-2009, 08:59 PM

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    The coyote woman inhaled a breath sharply, drawing in the crisp night air. It had been a rather long and taxing evening with Vieira. The hybrid woman's head spun; she was not absolutely certain what she'd gotten into in accepting Vieira to be her... what? Servant? Slave? Charge? The hybrid had no idea what the right word was, but she knew that Eris had sent Vieira as a gift, and Vieira was a child of Astaroth Kimaris. The silver-furred hybrid had every single right to take her and do what she wished.

    The hybrid loped toward Gabriel's cave, picking her way through the rocks. She wanted to rest; since her encounter with Haku the hybrid's sleep schedule had righted itself, and she no longer remained awake at the odder hours of the night, and now rose before noon once more. The chilly breeze bit through her fur, and the hybrid sniffed it once more, savoring the icy edge to it. She desired snow and winter and blizzards once more, and she felt Inferni was well-prepared for winter. The silver-furred coyote had her own blanket and a nice cave in which to curl up, and she was not terribly worried about the impending cold season, though it weighed on her mind occasionally.

    As the coyote rounded the caves, she passed the opening of Gabriel's home, dawdling for a moment before the man's dwelling in the hopes that perhaps she would be able to speak to her son before retreating back to the depths of her own cave for the night. Her golden eye peered toward the shaded entrance to the place, inhaling the particular scent of her son, her golden eye glittering as she scanned the dim entrance of his cave, wondering if he was in fact present. Her present issues weighed heavily on her mind, and she was absolutely bewildered; her world was changing too fast for her to keep up with it, and coupled with the devil biting at her shoulder the last six or seven weeks, this felt almost too much for the hybrid woman to handle.

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Gabriel de le Poer · 12-02-2009, 11:25 AM

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    After a rather uneventful patrol, Gabriel had begun making his way south. He turned east when he hit sand, and taken the time to run. It hurt—it hurt more then he expected, with the wound on his leg. Though it was fresh, it was not deep. The much deeper wound in his shoulder, long since scarred over and turned terrible, had been his Achilles heel. After several miles he had to slow, and begun walking the last mile and a half. He was glad to have the time to observe the ocean, and inhaled the salty air along with the cold. Each time he exhaled, his breath rose in a cloud of steam.
    No doubt, winter was fast approaching. With this in mind, the Aquila made a mental note to take a trip to Halifax and find himself another blanket. He wished that someone had the ability to tan hides; that skill had skipped a generation. He was not seven yards from his den when a fresh scent caught his attention, one he followed to the source. There, peering into his home, was his mother. Frowning, puzzled as to what had drawn her out so late, he approached loudly, as so not to startle her.
    When he was sure she was aware of his presence, he spoke. “Need something?”

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Kaena Lykoi · 12-04-2009, 07:17 PM

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         There was discomfort within Kaena as she waited patiently. She thought she'd done a damn good job of keeping on, acting like everything was normal for her. A stoic face was important to the hybrid woman, and she was absolutely determined to bury Haku Soul and do her best to forget he'd ever happened to her. Vieira was a very welcome distraction, drawing her attention away from the Dahlian subleader quite effectively.

         Gabriel's scent was strong in the area, and though she was almost certain he was present, one could never be certain. His scent wouldn't fade much; after all, he lived here. As the hybrid waited, there came noise from behind her, distinctive sounds of approach. She turned to face them, and a strange sort of relief flooded over her. It was like the party, and seeing Gabriel there—the simple act of being in his presence made her feel immensely safe. Gabriel would never allow something bad to happen to her; he would protect her and keep her safe.

         A small smile sprouted on the hybrid's scarred muzzle, and it was perhaps the most genuine she had offered in many long weeks. "Got some spare time?" she asked, slight uneasiness weighing on her mind from their last meeting. Thus far, Samael had proved little trouble in Inferni, but perhaps that was because he stayed away a lot of the time.

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Gabriel de le Poer · 12-08-2009, 02:12 PM

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Though he was surprised by it, he found her smile comforting. Still, a peculiar apprehension remained in his heart. Ignoring this, the Aquila advanced further and settled onto his haunches. If she had come to talk to him this late something was wrong. Especially after their last conversation. “Sure,” he offered, flicking one ear in an almost dismissive motion. While he did not feel any sort of anger towards his mother, he had been keeping one ear to the ground—and found the silence surrounding his half-brother peculiar.
There was no doubt in his mind that Samael would have done something. Kaena stood between that like a graying fog, something that blanketed all ills. He worried that she would cast her blind eye to the boy. In the darkness, his amber-gold eyes narrowed slightly, focusing on the older woman with a predator’s intensity.

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Kaena Lykoi · 12-17-2009, 09:26 PM

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The silver-furred hybrid had a particular reason for being here, but it had crept to the back of her head—she was consumed by the feeling of comfort welling over her, an easiness that had not beein in her in some time with the golden-furred Aquila's presence. So long as he was around her, nothing bad could happen. Others gave this feeling to the ashen hybrid, certainly, but none radiated it to her as strongly as her son did, and in his easy reply she found relief, exhaling softly and again smiling, a wave of relaxation seeming to crash down over her. Speaking of Vieira, mentioning her status... such a thing would upset Gabriel, perhaps to the extent that he had been upset at their last meeting. Kaena did not want that.

"I just wanted to... spend time with you," she said, hesitating before speaking those words. Certainly they would come off as odd; aloof Kaena required nothing of anyone else. She had been self-sufficient, finding pleasure and joy in her family, though she did not depend on them for anything. And even now as she spoke these soft words to her son she felt weak, helpless—but that was the truth, wasn't it? She was to blame for Haku Soul happening to her. It was her goddamn fault, and there was not a thing she could do to change that. All of the pain and self-hate welling inside her was due to her own actions. She'd been the one to wander to the city in the dead of night, skirting Dahlia de Mai's territory as if the few hundred yards' distance she put between herself and their perimeter made the slightest difference at all.

Gabriel de le Poer · 12-19-2009, 09:28 AM

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Of all Kaena’s children, Gabriel and Molochai had been the only two who had truly grown to their full potential in size. His sisters had taken after their mother more, long-legged and without the bulk of the wolf. Even the two surviving brothers (Vitium, as Gabriel saw it, was as good as dead) had fallen short of their father’s heritage, though Gabriel had bulked up considerably since settling in Inferni. He would never be as imposing as a pure-blooded male wolf, but he certainly towered over his ash-colored mother.
It was not her words that made his face crinkle, but her tone. Confusion and suspicion mingled together, and his jaw tightened, however slightly. What game was she playing at now? She had never been one for bonding, and most of their time spent together had been with a purpose. It was late, later then any other time she had come to him, and this set off those familiar warning bells in his head. “Is something the matter?” He asked, his voice dropping just slightly.

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Kaena Lykoi · 12-25-2009, 03:47 AM

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The hybrid woman often did not consider her size. It was of little concern to her, and if she had known the old adage about the size of the fight in the dog, it would have been a favorite of hers. She had often squared up against opponents some-odd times her size, and perhaps thanks to her smaller size, agility, or simple ferocity, she'd come out on top. There were plenty of times there was no clear winner. There was only two times the hybrid thought she'd lost, and once it was thanks to her own audacity and nothing else. Kaena had deserved to die for traipsing on pack lands, and perhaps she'd known that even sauntering across their border, but the Clouded Tears alpha saw it fit to spare her. The hybrid hadn't asked why, but she'd made damn sure to leave Clouded Tears well enough alone after that, at least, and she'd not been stupid enough to trespass on claimed lands again. Kaena couldn't quite square what had happened with Haku as a fight situation, but in her head it was still a loss. It was a fight she hadn't fought, and that was twice as bad as any loss she could sustain.

The silver-furred coyote half-lidded her own golden eye, casting it down to the earth beneath her feet, the scratched and barren dirt beneath Gabriel's tawny paws, anything but the burning, melting gaze of her son. She had seen the suspicion there and now she wanted nothing more than to hide from it. What could she give him to throw it off, how could she mislead him, draw him away from the scent of what was really bothering her? Vieira jumped to mind, but the coyote could not imagine her golden-furred son approving of that relationship, and she did not think she could handle being berated or questioned or anything other than loved at the moment. "No," she said, rather simply, trying to play the part she was so used to. Stoic, strong... but it had faded in her mind, that person that she used to be. The silvery coyote could no longer recall her, and she could only shrug her coal-furred shoulders, a somewhat nervous smile flickering across her face for an instant before dying down again. "Thought maybe I should try to make things better again," the hybrid muttered, thinking maybe refocusing on their particular issues might distract Gabriel away from the real issues.

Gabriel de le Poer · 12-26-2009, 01:18 PM

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Gabriel had only been taught trespassing once, and had lied his way out of it. His intention had not been to harm anyone, only to gain information, and he now knew that skulking around was not the way to go about it. Anselm had a tactic that far outweighed his own experience, and unlike the scarred and charcoal-brushed coy-wolg, his cousin was both personable and far less threatening. Even now, talking to his own mother, Gabriel’s face had become wicked with doubt.
Because, he realized, she was hiding something. No part of his memory of her recognized this action; least of all when it came in some devil’s hour. “This late at night?” He questioned, pushing her with his words, taking another step forward. It was interrogation now, not simply conversation. Something had happened, and his first thoughts fell to his mad brother. If she was covering for Samael, Gabriel wanted to know.

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Kaena Lykoi · 12-28-2009, 06:39 AM

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She was failing miserably in concealing what Haku had done to her; with both of them straight and sober and no one around to distract them there was no way the silver-furred hybrid could pull off lying to Gabriel. He knew her too well, there was simply no way she could disguise what had happened to her. The hybrid offered him a slow smile, strangely twisted on her scarred features, averting her eyes from the tawny hybrid to the ground. Maybe she could still escape this, maybe not—his gaze held all the power of a thousand years of alphas, and it made even the proud and arrogant Kaena Lykoi wither.

"You know I've been weird lately," she blurted out, her golden eye snapping up for an instant to try and gauge this reaction, though her perception was blurred, the anxiety building in her chest from bottling this secret up for so long. "I'm sorry for it," the hybrid said, trying again to undermine that nervousness with the stony-faced canine she knew lurked somewhere within her. These words offered him something without revealing the circumstances or the actual situation, trying to appease him in any other way but that which he truly desired.

Gabriel de le Poer · 12-28-2009, 12:10 PM

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Even though he could sense a great unease in his mother, he did not understand what it meant. Certainly she could have written it off with the presence of her new ward, but Gabriel did not know of this matter. Furthermore, his suspicious did not lay with his gray-furred Centurion, but instead with her son, his half-brother, whose silence had been more damning then any presence he could have made. Gabriel did not trust him, and he sought a means to see the scarred coyote removed from his presence.
Her breathing had changed; rising to sharp intakes, making her voice brittle in the night air. Gabriel’s dark ears fanned forward, and his amber eyes zeroed in on her face. She wasn’t telling him something. Instead she played off their poor relationship as an excuse, which only furthered his suspicious. Never once had he imagined her coming to him with an apology. The Aquila no longer needed such things. “What’s the matter?” He asked again, but his tone had changed—whereas before it had been low, it now became a dagger, intent on cutting the truth out of her.

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Kaena Lykoi · 12-28-2009, 05:51 PM

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Part of the silver-furred hybrid desired to deny it all, shove away any accusation of weakness and pretend everything was running fine and dandy for her. Life was great, nothing was wrong, and she was still young and strong. Such things were little more than a nice little fantasy playing out in the back of Kaena's head, still wishing she was powerful enough to resist the poisonous influence of Haku Soul. He didn't need to stick his fingers into her back and control her like a puppet to exert a tremendous amount of sway over her; by stealing her confidence in herself and sapping her strength he might as well have clinched a leash around her neck.

Even now the ashen coyote wondered how much of herself was still whole and undamaged; she wondered if those woundss buried beneath the surface, too deep to leave a scar and yet more deadly and painful than any physical injury she'd ever received, would ever heal. There was only so long the dusky-furred woman might have resisted her Aquila's questioning, but something in Kaena refused to admit that weakness, that disgusting moment of utter and complete idiocy, flagrant disobedience of the instincts which had kept her relatively safe (more importantly, alive) over the years, which had cost her dignity. "I've been stupid, and I'm paying for it," she muttered cryptically, shaking her head.

Halo knew, didn't she? At least the silver-furred Centurion could be certain that Halo had not revealed that terrible secret to anyone else. There was comfort in that; her granddaughter could be trusted. "Nothing's changed, nothing's happened," she said, giving her best effort to keep her voice flat and monotonous. Some nagging part of her wanted to reveal the whole sordid thing to Gabriel, but she silenced that bit of herself. Exposing weakness was not an option, laying bare her faults and revealing to the rest of Inferni what a weak, stupid thing she was would do her no goddamn good in the long run.

Gabriel de le Poer · 12-31-2009, 09:42 PM

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She was lying to him. Gabriel read that in her body, in her voice, in her eyes. This fact infuriated him more then anything else he could imagine. It began to rise slowly in his stomach like bile. Deep in his bones he felt something rattle, something grip into the earth and hold taunt. Either he or the ground was shaking, and no part of his body felt entirely like it was his own. She was lying. She was lying to his face and covering for that goddamned brother of his.
“Drop it,” he hissed, lips pulling away from his teeth. Stiff-legged, he advanced, to the point that he was nearly touching her. Even now, he would not. Gabriel knew better then to do such a thing. “What happened.” He asked again, but there was no longer a question and instead only a demand.

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Kaena Lykoi · 12-31-2009, 10:24 PM

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The coyote did not know how to react, being spoken to in such a manner. Normal Kaena might have snapped back, chomping at her own bit at the way Gabriel spoke to her, but this thing that had replaced the normally strong-willed Centurion could not react in such a way. It hit her like a slap in the face, and she drew back visibly as he advanced on her, her golden-yellow eye drawn to Gabriel's face for an instant, reading the snarl and then instantly refocusing on the ground, unable to face his anger. For a moment, she remained, half-crouched and turned away from him, as if fearing she would be struck.

"Nothing," she insisted again, now taking several steps back, looking at Gabriel with that wide yellow eye. She had struck him before, she had—and now their roles were reversed, and it was his right as the Aquila to do as he wished with his clan, and she was part of his clan. It was perfectly within his rights to strike her, and something the silver-furred hybrid absolutely did not want. It might shatter her, she knew—she might break into a million tiny pieces across the ground and dirt in front of his cave, and she could not be here anymore. "I-have-to-go-I'm-sorry," she said breathlessly, as if it were all one long, mangled word, and she turned to run, her feet carrying her fearfully away form her son as fast as they could.

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