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Date: 03 May [backdated]Setting: Territory, subterritory if applicable. Time: Twilight Character Form: Lupus |
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Kae beats herself up. >_>
The ache of age was in the old woman's bones, radiating outward from creaking and stiff joints that no longer seemed to move with the fluidity they once did. There was still pride in the scarred old woman yet, burning like all the fires of hell in her remaining eye, but it had long gone from her face. Now, only age and exhaustion lingered there, slowly worn rather than quickly beaten into the old woman's face. It had been changing all her life, that face -- most of the changes had been stark and sudden, a new scar opened across her muzzle, an eye lost, an ear chewed. This change was painfully, maddeningly gradual. Even now, those closest to her might not have noted so much a change since she had stepped aside.
No matter what had actually transpired between herself and Gabriel, she needed to believe she had been the one to make that decision. Perhaps the old woman needed to believe this even more than she needed others to believe it. It might not have mattered to her at all if Gabriel quietly spread that she had been dethroned, forcibly removed from the position of Centurion, so long as she herself could believe she made that decision, so long as she herself did not have to face that terrible truth.
The old woman sprawled on the porch of the mansion unapologetically, her legs stretched in either direction, her head on the wood of the porch. Her always long and limber body seemed gaunter now, the always sharp angles of her body accentuated to razor points. It seemed she had aged years in just the weeks since she had been relegated to the rank of useless elder. Now, the clan was required to take care of her -- some dark, long-dormant part of Kaena bared its blackened fangs in pleasure at this, taunting her with burning red eyes and a smug, superior silence. The clan was required to care for her -- yet what had she ever done for the clan?
She had failed it as a leader, not once and not even twice, but three times. What right had she to claim any sort of severance?
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