moving on to a different place

Kaena Lykoi · 10-16-2010, 04:33 AM

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Yes! Big Grin Also, this post is poop.

Even as exhausted and beaten as the silver-shaded woman felt, there was energy and spark reignited in her upon seeing this youthful face, herself filtered through the generations. Though she had viewed more grandchildren than she could probably count, there was never any less wonder in the first time she saw them. This one was delicate and coyote-like, her wrists adorned with a multitude of colorful bracelets. There was gentleness in her face, but the silver-shaded hybrid did not demand harshness from her family. She took them as they came—the fact that they existed at all was a miracle. At the younger canine's words, the woman smiled, a strange thing that was free of much pride. Had this not been blood before her, perhaps there would have been arrogance in her statement. “The first,” she said. There was no attempt at arrogance in the scarred woman; she saw no reason to flaunt her position over family. “You're one of Razekiel's, then?” the coyote asked, finding such a whimsical name most likely to come from the russet-faced man. His other children, Sage River and China Rose, certainly had similar names to this woman. “Kaena. I'd be your grandmother, then,” the hybrid said. There was little nonchalance in her tone; pride for what her family and blood had wrought was clear in her eyes. “Do you come here seeking a home?” the hybrid asked, making no presumptions about the purpose of Clover's presence.

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