our pace was quickened to her floor

Kaena Lykoi · 01-27-2011, 02:21 AM

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Word Count → 746 :: RAWRRRRR I RAMBLE <3 The first and third paragraphs are skippable thought and in the second she basically only hangs over the edge and motors her back legs and glares at Itachi anyways, so it is also skippable. :|

She had kept and loved him because Halo had not. Something had gone wrong with the red-eyed woman and her child, and the scarred Centurion no idea how deeply this ran. Had she any idea of the child's parentage, she would have reeled back from him, in all likelihood -- he had no choice in the matter, of course, but this did not save him from the blackened taint handed down by his grandfather. It may or may not have skipped his father, it may not have infected all of them, but it would have been enough to drive Kaena away from the child. He would not have been as precious as he seemed, if she knew all of that. It was a mystery to her, however, and the closest she had come to discovering anything relative to Itachi was her faint pondering of his parentage.

Her remaining eye, set toward him as Kaena always did when she had a choice of where to sit, watched without suspicion as he moved closer to her, a faint smile appearing on her scarred muzzle as he responded to her. “Then let's go home,” she said, though she did not move from the rock face yet. Unconvinced, she would wait until he made the move to leave or until he shared some deeper problem with her. She did not immediately understand what had happened when she found herself dangling over the edge of the rock face, rear legs flailing madly against the sheer rock and forelegs splayed far apart to try and keep her grip on the edge of the world. Confusion and anger both flashed in her face, and the hybrid looked to Itachi, rage and hurt both reflecting across her scarred features. She had raised him, she had cared for him, she had given him a place to live when his mother did not want him. Had she not taken him in, he might have starved to death on their borders, abandoned.

Such was the fate of many children when their mothers did not want them -- few were lucky enough to have outside relatives, she thought. Her own family had been an unknown; there were no aunts and uncles in her life, certainly no known grandparents. Had she left her mother, had her mother chosen to abandon her rather than provide whatever meager sustenance she did, the silver-shaded hybrid was certain she would have perished. Had her father not taken care of her after that, still, she would have died -- it was not until many months had gone by that she was able to fend for herself. These thoughts and many others seemed to fly through her head in slow motion; with her life passing there before her remaining eye, one caustic and stupid conscious thought entered the forefront of her mind: she had never imagined it would end like this, at the hands of family, family she had raised, no less. It was not as if she thought her family incapable of betrayal. Vitium and Andrezej both had proven that the blood was not strong enough to overcome all darkness. She had seen it in Vitium, though, before it had manifested. There were no indications of such a thing within Itachi, and if there were, she had been blind to them anyway.

The silver-shaded coyote became aware of sharp pain in her neck, something like teeth, and motion -- she was pulled back up and over the edge and placed, however roughly, onto solid ground again. Her claws gripped at the ground, her mind still somehow engaged in the act of falling, and she looked to Gabriel in bewilderment and gratefulness both. Still unable to fully process the situation, she watched as Gabriel stepped forward toward the boy. Some part of her was faintly aware she was bleeding and in pain, but even this seemed distant and far away, as if she'd been knocked clear out of her head for several hours and was just now coming to. Moving in a way that seemed painfully slow, the coyote stepped toward Gabriel, trying to angle her body between his and the child. He would kill Itachi, Kaena knew this much. There was no mercy within Gabriel, but whatever was left of it in Kaena extended to family members. Easily overruled, she would not press the matter, but silently, she had made her stance known. Exile, and if he came back -- then he would die.

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