05-26-2008, 02:59 PM
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   The bronze warrior stood precariously on a steep incline, one part of the larger whole of Halcyon Mountain, his left hand gripping the trunk of a nearby tree, allowing him to lean forward. While his posture was that of someone lazily surveying the area below as if for curiosity's sake, his eyes gave away a more strict inner-discipline. He was surveying for the sake of knowing his surroundings, for the sake of reconnaissance. He didn't know how much it would be necessary, but his experiences in the War of Shadows had taught him that knowing the layout of the land was a big advantage. Intelligence was key, and perhaps the most important advantage anyone could have in a battle. He wasn't the highest ranking wolf in this new pack of his, he hadn't been in his last pack, either. Nevertheless, he believed they would follow his guidance should any sort of conflict break out, given his war experiences. It had been suggested to him that the Infernians didn't want conflict right now, that they had children which they wanted to protect and didn't want trouble. It sounded plausible enough, but he had seen them put their children on the front line before...so if they wanted peace now, it probably wouldn't be long before those children became adolescents, and that was as long as the last coyote leader had waited. So far, this new leader, Gabriel, seemed more stable than his mother had been. Skoll knew from reports from Noah and others that, while their new leader condoned the killing of children, he hadn't been noted to perform said killings himself. Also, Inferni hadn't invaded anyone since Gabriel's mother, Kaena had stepped down. Maybe Gabriel was more rational than his mother. These wolves would have to hope so, at any rate. ~The lyrics are from the best song ever written. |