HURRHURR this is a crappy-ass post. :/
The old woman made her way from home quickly, concern painted across her scarred face. Itachi was not within her caves, and she had not seen him at all throughout the day. She did not know where he had done, and worry had begun to gnaw at her. He had never gone missing for so long before, and the hybrid woman knew she had to find him. They had been all over Inferni together, and the coyote woman had to sort her thoughts for a moment before she knew where to look. Her favorite spot had always been the beach, and it would always be -- but she was not Itachi, of course, and the scarred woman knew where to find him in a moment.
Kaena loped steadily toward the mountain, moving with surprising swiftness and ease over the land. She was an old woman, but she could still run, largely thanks to Clover. If it was not for the marijuana, the coyote would have found herself too arthritic to move without two hours to defrost each morning. She made her way up the mountain, finding the freshest scent of Itachi not long after. Her scarred nose hovering near the ground, the coyote tracked him to the cliff, panting gently when she saw him, back turned. “Itachi,” the woman said, a hint of sternness in her voice.
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