Well, I hope Kaena wont mind some worshiping once Halo realizes who she is. O_O (500+)
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The heavy odour of cigarette hit the young girl in the face, and for a moment she could not keep a disgusted frown from climbing on to her face, but it was mainly due to the element of surprise. The girl’s delicate face smoothed out quickly enough, and her lips parted slightly to allow the majority of her breath be drawn through her mouth instead of her overly sensitive nose. Surely it was only a matter of getting used to the smell. It was the same thing with alcohol. The girl found the scent mildly compulsive, but perhaps the scent would smooth out and signify something luscious instead of bad if she actually began to drink the fire water. Back with her orange knight, it had not been the most wonderful taste, but she believed it was something she could easily get used to.
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The face of the woman sitting on the porch was not particularly beautiful. Perhaps once it had been, but age and war had marred the woman’s appearance. This was something entirely different from the wolf that she had met just a month ago. The reddish wolf’s face had been disfigured by a great numbers of scars, and Halo had found her quite ugly, at least if she was to compare that wolf with herself. The difference was great. The coyote hybrid’s(it had to be) face was quite something else, despite that her face too spoke of war. There was something more that inhabited that body. Wisdom and age. Every scar could tell its story, and that story would not be stained with unworthiness like the wolf’s scars had done.
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The girl wondered who had taken the woman’s eye. Halo almost flinched when the older female spoke. Already, the girl felt slightly inferior to the other, as if a natural instinct told her that her place was beneath this individual. The other luperci’s smile was slightly frightening, but it radiated warmth, and kept the girl from flinching a second time. The Lykoi offspring could feel her ruby eyes widen slightly. A revelation was slowly creeping up towards her, but had yet to make contact to reveal its blow. Slowly, the rest of the girl’s body slipped out into the advancing evening air, though her eyes had no interest in the last displays of magnificent colours across the sky as the sun bade its farewell.
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”Yes.” the dark hybrid could hear herself utter, in lack of anything more intellectual to say. She felt that she was missing out on something that should be obvious. Perhaps Vitium’s daughter would have known who was in front of her sooner if it had not been for the general belief that his mother was dead. Halo’s grandmother on her father’s side would have been around nine, ten years by now, and she knew very few managed to make it to that age, at least if they were as conflicted as the Lykoi matriarch had been. There were many stories about her, but the young girl no longer knew what was a lie and what was truth. Vitium’s words could no longer be trusted. ”How can you tell..” the girl wondered openly, failing to discover some of her own features that were apparent behind the masses of scars and life experience in the other woman.
