5+ Backdated January 8th. I know that it says Ezekiel is the thread leader, but the week's getting on and I wanted it to get out there to push on with other threads. Plus, this seems like it could be a case-by-case thing. <3 Ilu guys.
She rubbed at her eyes, opening one to study the cave she had fallen asleep in. It was just her own, dark and rather cold, settled near her father's in the hopes he'd ease her dreams. A sigh of relief passed through her; for a moment, she had expected to be back on the beach. In one fluid motion, she rolled onto her stomach, crossing her arms and resting her head atop them. The snowstorm that blustered around outside of the Caverns had died down, the winds not nearly as terrible. The worst was gone, Kaena was safe from the horrid cave in and her pack was handling the effects well, at least from what she could deduce.
But the pack could take care of itself. In silence, she thought of the skulls that had been blown over the other day, hidden by the snow and from the eyes of intruders. She had checked on them before, but things could have change. With a grunt, she hefted herself from the ground and moved carefully to the entrance of her den. As she had suspected, the land looked calmer.
The coyote woman passed over the land with careful strides, crossing made easier by the bipedal stature she hadn't left and the fact that the snow was kinder. The forest was the first place to check, simply because it was closer. The winds hadn't seemed as brutal amongst the trees, but there was still enough to ruin what her ancestors had worked for. She shook her head, pulling a worn piece of something from her belt to tie up her auburn curls. "This was utterly ridiculous," she mumbled to herself.
It seemed the border had held up. It was how she left it the night before, missing pieces that were hidden in the snow around it, pieces that would be returned to it when the snow disappeared. A faint smile crossed her lips at the thought. Even their decoration of the invisible borders were strong.
A thundering crash in the distance caused the woman to look up, alarmed at the sudden destruction of the forest's silence. Though her mind told her not to, she was far too curious to let it lie; her feet carried her through the forest in search of what had fallen. A thick, splintered tree trunk lay in the snow several yards from where she had stood, leaving the de le Poer mystified. It hadn't been cut down by normal means.
Another tree feel in the distance, her black-rimmed ears swiveling to the sound. "How queer." She turned toward the remnants of the sound, an eyebrow quirking. She hadn't paid attention to the other noises of the forest, soft creaking that lead to the sounds of splintering wood.
A sharp pain in the back of her skull, and the world turned black, the sickening smell of Luperci blood entering her nostrils before that was lost too. Had the Lykoi been more perceptive, she would have noticed a nearby tree as it hurtled to the ground, crushing the russet female beneath it.
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