08-12-2011, 07:22 PM
:O Shadi has entered the scene! Geyadahi is visible.
Her cloak settled around her on the boat, Shadi smiled slowly, fangs glinting in the moonlight. This was what she had awaited since arriving in the pathetic pack of AniWaya -- a chance to be able to fight, to hurt someone. To cut. Fingering the steel blade she held, the sharpness putting a tiny cut onto her fingertip, she smiled. It would be so easy to just kill someone now, but it would be unadvisable.
Killing allies only brought more trouble than she needed, and trouble wasn't something she wanted. No repurcussions, no one telling her afterward that she was a monster and that she had hurt someone too badly. It had happened before and not wanting it to again, Shadi didn't bother with injuring people. She just tried to kill them, and no one could complain about it, because dead men couldn't say anything different from her story.
Geyadahi sat on her lap, barely restraining a growl of pleasure as the canoe cut smoothly through the water. As soon as it alighted, Wematin left and became Secui. Stepping out of the boat herself, the dark red of her cloak reminded her of blood briefly as it swirled around her in the night breeze. She wouldn't assume her other forms, not yet anyway. There would be plenty of time to hurt someone with teeth and claws later, after her knives got their thirst sated.
The wolverine trundeled along beside her, her form low and compact. She had told Shadi earlier of her planned attempt to harm the Utinas' spirit guides. While Shadi didn't approve of Geya's need to hurt them -- feeling that spirit guides were neccesary to tribal life -- she supposed that if it happened, it would happen. She had little control over Geya's actions, and the creature only did what everyone else here wanted to do.
Ignoring the single tiny misgiving she had, Shadi glided forward behind Wematin and noticed a small pup staring at them. He had fur dark as night and golden eyes much like her own. As he sped off and howled loudly, another howl occurred and then another.
The stuttering imbecile sped off after the pup, perhaps proving himself and his loyalty to the tribe. Stepping quickly after them, Shadi growled almost silently and pointed in the direction the pup went. Geya obeyed quickly, running faster than her form would suggest. Sheathing her knife against her thigh, she started to run after the two wolves and the wolverine, intending on silencing the annoying pup. Hopefully she wouldn't get sidetracked.
Her cloak settled around her on the boat, Shadi smiled slowly, fangs glinting in the moonlight. This was what she had awaited since arriving in the pathetic pack of AniWaya -- a chance to be able to fight, to hurt someone. To cut. Fingering the steel blade she held, the sharpness putting a tiny cut onto her fingertip, she smiled. It would be so easy to just kill someone now, but it would be unadvisable.
Killing allies only brought more trouble than she needed, and trouble wasn't something she wanted. No repurcussions, no one telling her afterward that she was a monster and that she had hurt someone too badly. It had happened before and not wanting it to again, Shadi didn't bother with injuring people. She just tried to kill them, and no one could complain about it, because dead men couldn't say anything different from her story.
Geyadahi sat on her lap, barely restraining a growl of pleasure as the canoe cut smoothly through the water. As soon as it alighted, Wematin left and became Secui. Stepping out of the boat herself, the dark red of her cloak reminded her of blood briefly as it swirled around her in the night breeze. She wouldn't assume her other forms, not yet anyway. There would be plenty of time to hurt someone with teeth and claws later, after her knives got their thirst sated.
The wolverine trundeled along beside her, her form low and compact. She had told Shadi earlier of her planned attempt to harm the Utinas' spirit guides. While Shadi didn't approve of Geya's need to hurt them -- feeling that spirit guides were neccesary to tribal life -- she supposed that if it happened, it would happen. She had little control over Geya's actions, and the creature only did what everyone else here wanted to do.
Ignoring the single tiny misgiving she had, Shadi glided forward behind Wematin and noticed a small pup staring at them. He had fur dark as night and golden eyes much like her own. As he sped off and howled loudly, another howl occurred and then another.
The stuttering imbecile sped off after the pup, perhaps proving himself and his loyalty to the tribe. Stepping quickly after them, Shadi growled almost silently and pointed in the direction the pup went. Geya obeyed quickly, running faster than her form would suggest. Sheathing her knife against her thigh, she started to run after the two wolves and the wolverine, intending on silencing the annoying pup. Hopefully she wouldn't get sidetracked.