Here be dragons

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POSTED: Thu Jan 01, 2015 7:44 pm

Word Count: 584::: Dated 1st, near IF border. ::

Saut was far from home today, and while he was right where he meant to be he was far from happy.

The winter months had brought some happiness and enjoyment to the boy, the wonder of experiencing his first snowfall while at such an impressionable age was one that he would remember for a long time. But, despite this happiness, there was still that niggling desire at the back of his brain. Despite getting out of the schoolhouse and meeting some members of Inferni Saut had still yet to meet the one person that he desperately wanted to meet; his father.

It was frustrating. Especially so because even young Saut could put enough information together to have a reasonable guess at where he might be able to find his father; he had heard references to a “Mansion” (whatever a mansion was) where many members of the clan lived and congregated. Unfortunately Saut had absolutely no idea where this place was, and wasn’t having much luck finding out. Kaena had been evasive when he had asked her, giving him vague answers about how she would take him there when he was older. For all that she cared about him, Saut was getting a strong suspicion that Kaena was purposely hiding something from him, and while he didn’t know what it was it was frustrating that it was getting in the way of him finding his father.

So he had set off on his own. While Saut didn’t know where the mansion was, he did know what the pack smelled like when they congregated together, that being the pack scent after all. IT made sense to him that if he followed the strongest piece of that scent that he could find, then surely he would eventually end up where everyone lived, right? Unfortunately it hadn’t ended up that way. Saut had snuck out of the schoolhouse – something that was beginning to be a trivial matter unless Kaena was being particularly watchful that day – and set off following the strongest whiff of scent that he could find. However, rather than being led to whatever the mansion was, the scent had instead grown stronger and stronger until it ended in a piece of unremarkable ground, spreading off in two directions.

Saut couldn’t make much sense of it, but he didn’t like where he had ended up. It was quiet here, and aside from the overwhelming scent of other coyote there was no sign of life. The silence was eerie for a pup who had spent almost his entire life inside a house with constant company, and then it got even worse. Up ahead was a series of sticks standing up in the ground, seemingly where the Inferni scent was the strongest. As Saut approached the sticks he froze, noticing the odd object balanced atop the stick. It was slightly broken, covered in odd designs and Saut had never actually seen one before, but the puppy instinctively recognised the skull that was on the stick before him.

Saut started backing away from the stick slowly, whimpering in fear. His mind instantly fled to the worst assumption; maybe the scent had been a warning for him to stay away! There could be anything back there, demons or ghosts waiting to eat little puppies like in the stories Kaena had told him! Overstimulated and scared Saut, just hunkered down in the snow and whimpered, torn between running away and not wanting to turn his back on the skull.

Saut Asylum

POSTED: Thu Jan 08, 2015 12:21 am


Prophet was out with no direct purpose. She wasn't out looking for anything in particular. She had gone to see to her stash but found herself in no hurry to return to the mansion. She also had no appointments that she had to keep. She was free to do whatever it was that she desired to do and the robed female found herself walking along the borders. Her progress was even slower than normal. There was nothing about to physically impede her but it was more of her constant observation that had her moving quite slowly.

The robed female continued to lean upon her staff as she walked. Her panted breaths were visible in the air and curled up from her muzzle. The cold that surrounded her wasn't paid attention to as she focused her attention on the border decor. It just seemed so odd and out of place now with how this place was being run. She was surprised to still see the old border decor being used when everyone now seemed to want to coddle the wolves rather than ensuring their own survival.

It was while she was walking along the borders that she noticed a small figure hiding within the snow. "What are you doing?" The words were wheezed out as she considered the whimpering pup. The robed female started out past the border but she saw nothing to fear out there. And with the way that Inferni had become there was nothing to fear within their own borders either.

Prophet struggled to kneel down so that she could place a hand on the pup's back. "There is nothing out there to fear." And she couldn't promise safety from the members of the clan either. If they turned against one of their own then what was to stop them from doing so again. One could no longer express their opinions or grievances. There were no true warriors left here.

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POSTED: Fri Jan 09, 2015 5:12 pm

Word Count: 220 ::: Sorry for the shortness, my mind is crapped out but I wanted to get you something. ::

Saut’s attention was so taken up by the skulls and his fear that he didn’t notice the approaching coyote until they were almost upon him, the sudden awareness of their rasping breaths giving him another start of fear until they leant down to him, placing a comforting hand on his back that he leant into, still scared but taking some comfort from the contact and the obvious befuddled calm of what his nose confirmed was a packmate.

He couldn’t quite figure out why she was so calm though, surely she could see the skulls! Now that he took the time to look Saut could see more of the things, mounted on sticks like the first and forming a gristly barrier that stretched in either direction as far as the eye could see. Saut could only begin to imagine what monsters could kill so many and make something so horrible. The boy let out a small, disbelieving yip when the woman said that there was nothing to fear out beyond the skulls. “But… I… the skulls! What killed them? Will it kill us too?!” he exclaimed, before snapping his muzzle shut with an audible crack and pressing himself against her hand again; scared that he had made too much noise and would attract the monster that surely lurked out there.

Saut Asylum

POSTED: Sat Jan 24, 2015 2:38 pm


Prophet was out with no direct purpose. She wasn't out looking for anything in particular. She had gone to see to her stash but found herself in no hurry to return to the mansion. She also had no appointments that she had to keep. She was free to do whatever it was that she desired to do and the robed female found herself walking along the borders. Her progress was even slower than normal. There was nothing about to physically impede her but it was more of her constant observation that had her moving quite slowly.

The female found herself laughing at the pup was saying but that started her in on yet another coughing fit. She had turn her head away as her body shuddered with the force of her coughs. She fought to control her breathing and bring it back down to that level of raggedness that was normalcy for her. It took a few long moments before she regained her composure and during that time she had her staff gripped tightly and her eyes squeezed shut.

"We are the ones that killed them and put them there. It was those that lived in Inferni before us. They came from the wars. Inferni had been attacked before. They are warning to all of the wolves that had been with those that attacked before that we know how to defend ourselves and that they can't destroy us." The wheezed out words were a brief overview of what Prophet had been told about the wars that were raged against Inferni before.

The robed woman reached up and pulled down one of the sun bleached skulls for inspection by the pup. "It can't hurt you." She placed the skull down on the ground. "This wolf is no longer a threat to anyone. Neither are the rest of them." She motioned to the long line of staked skulls that stretched out in both directions. "None of these wolves will kill another member of Inferni ever again. There is nothing to fear from them. They now serve protect us from attacks from other wolves."

"Do you understand?" The panted words were given as she looked back to the pup once more. She had tried to use simple words so that the young wouldn't misunderstand what she was saying. The robed woman offered up a smile and picked up the skull once more. Rather than putting it back up on the pike where it belonged she sought to settle the large thing over the head of the pup. "Now you look like a fierce warrior."

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POSTED: Fri Jan 30, 2015 12:02 pm

Word Count: 462:: OOC ::

Saut had moved forwards and let out a little sound of dismay when Prophet started coughing, stepping forwards and tugging at her ankle as though he could help her like that. When the coughing resolved itself into laughter Saut backed off again a little bit, one ear perking in confusion until the woman spoke and explained what she would so funny. The stormy furred puppy was a rather comical sight as he reacted to Prophet’s statement, eyes wide and jaw actually hanging partially opened in shock. He had thought that the skulls were some sort of warning for the coyote, a warning to keep them away from some dangerous beast or area. To hear that they were a warning put up by the coyotes, a warning not to them but the outside world… it was hard to comprehend. Between the combination of being a member of the clan and a puppy Saut had almost always seen the softer side of those that lived around him. To imagine Aunt Myri or Aunt Ves beheading someone and mounting their skull on a pole like this just felt wrong. The puppy could half imagine Gramma Kaena doing it – the elderly woman was fierce when she was angry or protective – and realised with a sinking feeling that his caretaker was likely responsible for some of the older skulls lining this macabre display.

Saut nodded out a timid confirmation when the woman asked if he had understood what she was saying to him, gulping at the skull that she had set down. “They tried to hurt us, and we do this so that no one else does?” he offered up timidly.

The puppy stifled a yelp at the woman suddenly bent down and picked up the skull again, placing it on his head. The skull fit distressingly well, dropping down so that Saut could almost see through the eye holes and one of his ears poked through a hole in the skull. Saut was torn between terror, desire to get the skull off of him and the desire to please the woman, who obviously seemed to think she was doing him some sort of favour judging by her smile and comment. Saut managed to offer up a weak mock growl in her direction, dropping down into a play-bow and briefly pretending to be fierce. He then quickly tilted his head to the side, unending the skull from his perch and wrinkling his face up in distaste as it left a chalky residue all over his fur. Resisting the instinct to lick his muzzle clean Saut scrubbed at it with one paw a bit, before turning to gaze up at the woman. “But why did they try and hurt us?”

Saut Asylum

POSTED: Tue Feb 10, 2015 9:20 pm


Prophet was out with no direct purpose. She wasn't out looking for anything in particular. She had gone to see to her stash but found herself in no hurry to return to the mansion. She also had no appointments that she had to keep. She was free to do whatever it was that she desired to do and the robed female found herself walking along the borders. Her progress was even slower than normal. There was nothing about to physically impede her but it was more of her constant observation that had her moving quite slowly.

Prophet reached down to lay a gentle hand upon Saut's back as her ankle was tugged at. She was trying to reassure him with her touch that she was okay. It was something that she always found herself doing. She was always having to tell everyone that she was fine and assure them that they would catch something from her. Those that had dealt with her before knew that these spells happened. They knew to wait them out and that they would pass. They were also used to her panting and wheezing as well. She would often even explain that she had been afflicted with weak lungs since she was a pup.

"Exactly. We have to show them that we are strong." Or at least that they had been at one point. She couldn't say that this current group was likely to presents themselves as being fierce warriors. She laughed again at what the puppy did. She was trying to show him that the skull wasn't something to be scared of by placing it on his head. A grin spread across her lips as he pretended to be a fierce warrior. "You look scary. No one will want to mess with you and hurt you."

The robed woman frowned when she was asked why they were attacked. She reached over to brush off the pup and placed the skull back up on the stake before she finally answered the question. "They hate us because of what we are. They attack us because we are coyotes and not wolves. They have always hated us and they will always hate us. The library has words that they wrote about wanting us dead." Prophet took her time in making certain that Saut was clean and free of all residue. "I don't know why they choose to hate us for something we can't help but they do." She smiled down at him. "But don't you worry about that. As long as you stay inside of Inferni then you will always be safe."

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