Highway to Hell, [P, J]

Kaena Lykoi · 05-26-2010, 05:46 AM

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556. :O

The borders were something that required constant attention. The silver-shaded hybrid had greeted and accepted several new members to the clan as of late, starting with her trio of grandchildren, Sepirah, Enkiel, and Mkhai. Her own daughter had finally returned to face the music, though Eris had been suspiciously quiet, avoiding the hell out of her mother. Kaena had not seen the sable-furred woman since she first joined up with Inferni, and the ashen Centurion was vaguely displeased with this. Jezebel had returned to their midst, something which Kaena was rather pleased with—she had liked Jezebel quite a lot, and it was good to have a medic on hand, now that Fatin had passed from them once again.

Maybe Kaena should have been happy; she should have been glad that she was smart enough to avoid the russet wolfess again, for Fatin had disappeared quickly once more, just as Kaena suspected she might. But despite knowing she had saved herself more pain, there was still a certain bitterness on her tongue, clinging to the roof of her mouth. What had they lost? What had they given up? For so many years, they'd been neighbors—so close, and yet so far, unable to break from their respective homelands. Fatin had too much tied into Jaded Shadows, and Kaena had too much tied into Inferni. Neither could leave. And then both places burned, and the Shadows pack fell to ash. Inferni rose again, and Fatin had come... but she had not stayed.

Today the hybrid had already prowled about the forest, where she generally found newcomers or other trouble to attend to. Now she she had little else to do, and so she headed up through the center of the coyote clan's territory, past the caves and past the moors. The western edge of the territory was her favorite; she enjoyed those rolling hills and the pale grasses that grew here, hardy and staunch against the winds. The silver-shaded hybrid followed the highway absently, coming to the first gas station. She almost passed it by when the wind shifted, and a strange scent caused her to halt in her tracks, her mismatched ears pricked upwards. One was chewed to bits and only half-mast, but the other was straight uprwards, too large and disproportionate to her skull size to be a wolf's ear. Her russet-splashed muzzle twitched as she inhaled again, and she whirled around, spying the figure leaned against the gas station's pump. Her remaining eye narrowed, and for a moment she thought it was Eris—the figure was virtually the same in coloration. The scent was not the same, however, and the hybrid stalked over to the other canine, aggression and anger showing across her face.

“What are you doing here?” she demanded, circling about the other canine, retaining her distance. This was a strange direction for a trespasser—the majority of the pack wolves lived to the south of Inferni, and the silver-shaded woman had certainly not expected this on coming to this remote edge of Inferni's territory. “You know this is Inferni's, right? We gotta start lining our whole border with skulls, eh?” the hybrid said, her voice raised in agitation. She paced back and forth in front of the other canine, sizing her up. Did she need to call Gabriel for this one?

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