And the meek shall inherit the earth
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Though the coyote woman did not subscribe to religious notions, she was not particularly derisive toward them. Whatever gave a coyote purpose to live, she had to respect that. As the other canine spoke, the hybrid remained attentive, though she could hardly understand such things. Kaena had never felt an invisible presence in her own life; there was no towering and omnipotent being to guide her way through life. What she had, she had carved for herself, built out of flesh and bones and the tanned hides of others she had bested in her life. Still, her own lack of faith did not mean she had to be nasty toward others' beliefs—for all her viciousness the coyote could not find it in herself to completely disregard another canine's beliefs. Even so, she was not absolutely certain how to react to them—she found herself rather uncomfortable in this situation now, uncertain as to how to react to the other canine's speech. The coyote decided it was best not to comment at all, instead keeping her own atheistic nature to herself; it would not do to confront one so strongly following a faith with her own lack thereof.


The silver-furred woman took a moment to think over a response, the other canine added another statement that drew a look of surprise for Kaena. Perhaps faith had its uses after all, if they could be directed to Inferni's purposes. "Gabriel is our Aquila. My son, too," she informed the other coyote. There was a certain degree of pride in her voice as she spoke of Gabriel's relation to her. The silvery hybrid was naturally suspicious of wolves and their motives, but she did not think this stranger posed a threat. His story matched with his appearance, anyway—he'd mentioned the south and from the smaller canine's build the Centurion could see he was obviously built for warmer temperatures. "How do you know of Gabriel?" the silvery hybrid inquired, curious to see if this might lead back to the places Gabriel had seen. California might still be aflame thanks to him, and certainly the coyotes of Scintilla would still know him. It was not too many months ago another who had served beneath him during these wars had come, chasing Gabriel to these far ends of the earth. It would not surprise her if another one had showed up.


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