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It was not that Eris was incapable of having deeper thoughts; she simply was not accustomed to such contemplations. The sable-shaded coyote had taken a considerable amount of time to walk away from the Atototzli, even thousands of miles away from where she had learned their ways and beliefs. Tradition, deviant and strange from the norm around here as it was, was ingrained into the sable-shaded woman just as firmly as it was her traditional mother. She had to work to reject it, and even so, she could not completely abandon everything they had taught her. Eris honestly and truly believed in her god, her visions, her faith. She could not leave that in the dust, though she had stripped the institution of religion from it, leaving just the bare bone and beating heart of Ometeotl.
“I can agree with that,” the wolf-coyote shot back, though more timidly than she might have if she were with her own kind, not quite so far away from home. The last thing she needed was confrontation; though her flesh and fangs itched to release the pent-up rage that had accumulated in her over the past month, she was not guaranteed to win such a conflict, and she was so very far from home. Severe injury could lead easily to death, and such a thing was not something the chartreuse-eyed woman pursued. “My family's got its back to me, too,” she said, her tone infinitely softer. She could identify easily with abandonment—her mother had never truly cared for her. Hell, Kaena had probably been glad to see her gone—vengeance was the driving force behind her pursuit of Astaroth rather than recovery of her own damn daughter.
“A rose will also wither away,” she pointed out. But wasn't that their fate anyway? In the end, was this not all an endless march to... well, the end? “Would you rather stand still and wait for the end, or would you rather at least try to scratch some enjoyment out of the whole mess before you're gone?” she queried, honestly curious. Was it worthwhile to pursue life at all, if none of it mattered? She just wanted to know whatever it was Kaena knew and get the hell on with her life, whether that was Inferni or elsewhere. The interim was killing her.
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