05-03-2010, 10:36 AM
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OOC: Ok, I'm just gonna NPC Bris so my posting is faster. XD They're walking along the shoreline, headed toward Inferni's southern border. 
Backdated to April 26th.
It was the perfect day for this, at least as far as Kol was concerned. Things had been going well in Dahlia; Conor was proving himself to be a capable leader despite his youth. The charcoal woman had no doubt that he would be able to overcome the stigma left behind by his murderous father. Thanks to the lilac-eyed boy, the war between Dahlia and Inferni had come to a peaceful conclusion. It was all that Kol could have hoped for the future of her younger sister.
The thought of Bris' recent coming of age only a few days before had prompted the journey the two sisters now took. Their paws padded softly into the wet sands of the northwestern beach between the Dahlian and Inferni territories. Side by side in lupine form, Kol looked like her lighter sister's shadow as their steps matched rhythm in the setting sun. Their destination was the southern border of Inferni, and a visit with Kol's old friend Anselm de le Poer. This time they could meet without the threat of war hanging over their heads, and it would be an opportunity for Bris to see that not all stereotypes were true. The girl's first taste of Inferni had been violence, and Kol was determined to show her that the clan was far more than just a vicious collection of monsters. Oh, there were definitely monsters among them, but they were the exception, not the rule.
Hell, even Kol's mind had been changed. A year ago, during the first war, the dark woman had been one of Haku's most loyal followers. She'd have given her life for the leader, and firmly believed that all of Inferni was made up of monsters and devils. Then she'd met Anselm, and she began to question what she knew. After that came the heightened conflict between her birth pack and their own longtime enemies, the Dawnrunners. Her experiences in that particular tragedy had cleared the woman's mind for good. She'd finally come to realize that the world was not all black and white, and that thinking it was had made her no better than the age old enemy her family had been battling for generations. The Dawnrunners believed Kol's clan was a scourge upon the earth, and that their righteous duty was to wipe the Stormbringers from existence. It was their zealousy that had opened Kol's eyes to the truth behind Dahlia's first war.
They'd come a long way in only a few months, the Stormbringer sisters had. Pushing the hardships of the past year to the back of her mind, Kol smiled down at her smaller sister, receiving a childlike smile of admiration in return. Kol had fought the first war for the wrong reasons; she'd fought the second for her sister's future. The brightness of Bris' mismatched eyes only made Kol certain she'd fought for the right reason this time. Now it was only a question of showing Bris the truth of the world: that nothing would ever be black and white.
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Backdated to April 26th.
It was the perfect day for this, at least as far as Kol was concerned. Things had been going well in Dahlia; Conor was proving himself to be a capable leader despite his youth. The charcoal woman had no doubt that he would be able to overcome the stigma left behind by his murderous father. Thanks to the lilac-eyed boy, the war between Dahlia and Inferni had come to a peaceful conclusion. It was all that Kol could have hoped for the future of her younger sister.
The thought of Bris' recent coming of age only a few days before had prompted the journey the two sisters now took. Their paws padded softly into the wet sands of the northwestern beach between the Dahlian and Inferni territories. Side by side in lupine form, Kol looked like her lighter sister's shadow as their steps matched rhythm in the setting sun. Their destination was the southern border of Inferni, and a visit with Kol's old friend Anselm de le Poer. This time they could meet without the threat of war hanging over their heads, and it would be an opportunity for Bris to see that not all stereotypes were true. The girl's first taste of Inferni had been violence, and Kol was determined to show her that the clan was far more than just a vicious collection of monsters. Oh, there were definitely monsters among them, but they were the exception, not the rule.
Hell, even Kol's mind had been changed. A year ago, during the first war, the dark woman had been one of Haku's most loyal followers. She'd have given her life for the leader, and firmly believed that all of Inferni was made up of monsters and devils. Then she'd met Anselm, and she began to question what she knew. After that came the heightened conflict between her birth pack and their own longtime enemies, the Dawnrunners. Her experiences in that particular tragedy had cleared the woman's mind for good. She'd finally come to realize that the world was not all black and white, and that thinking it was had made her no better than the age old enemy her family had been battling for generations. The Dawnrunners believed Kol's clan was a scourge upon the earth, and that their righteous duty was to wipe the Stormbringers from existence. It was their zealousy that had opened Kol's eyes to the truth behind Dahlia's first war.
They'd come a long way in only a few months, the Stormbringer sisters had. Pushing the hardships of the past year to the back of her mind, Kol smiled down at her smaller sister, receiving a childlike smile of admiration in return. Kol had fought the first war for the wrong reasons; she'd fought the second for her sister's future. The brightness of Bris' mismatched eyes only made Kol certain she'd fought for the right reason this time. Now it was only a question of showing Bris the truth of the world: that nothing would ever be black and white.
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