M-There Will Be No Violins When You Die

Eris Eternity · 11-08-2011, 04:57 AM

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There was a shout, and a fluttering, rushing sound. The second sound grew louder, and Eris peered around curiously for the source of it, her sharp green eyes taking in the mountainside quickly. Miqui did the same, the big coyote grunting as he twisted his head toward the mine's entrance. An explosion of bats came forth from it, earlier than they should be. Eris tilted her head and murmured to her companion. It was not that she didn't feel safe outside of Salsola, but truthfully, she couldn't fight worth a shit, and neither did she possess a single weapon with which to defend herself. She felt better roaming the neutral territories with some kind of escort, and Miqui served another purpose, too: he would ascertain for the rest of the pack that Eris was, in fact, attending to her duties and avoiding excessive fraternization with outsiders.

The bigger coyote lumbered to the entrance of the mines, peering around with his crimson eyes. Eris quirked her brows at him, flickering her tail in impatience. Miqui merely shrugged, and stepped forward into the darkness. Eris followed a few feet behind him. She had never visited this part of the mountain before, and was unlikely to return. She had spent enough time in caves while in Anathema, and she could do quite well without getting lost in these weird, man-made ones. There were wooden beams along the walls, but the light faded quickly, and it was only after they stopped and Miqui made a quick torch of a branch, carried within the mine by some old storm or long-dead creature, that Eris could once again see.

These caves were more curious and eerie than Anathema's caves, she thought. Most everything man-made gave her the shivers, though she set those feelings aside easily enough when it came time to take advantage of the old human technology. Miqui stopped, and Eris very nearly ran into his back. Two wolves, miss, he said, stepping aside for her to see. Thank you, darling, she said, stepping past him and brushing a hand against his chest. She did not look for his reaction, and instead inspected these strangers with curiosity in her chartreuse eyes. One was adorned wildly, and the other possessed multi-colored fur and brilliantly blue eyes. Both intrigued her, and she stepped away from Miqui without second thought.

What a pretty new pet, she said, smiling broadly. We wondered what frightened the bats so from in here, the hybrid said, peering toward the multi-colored one with the blue eyes. She watched the small bat, and did find it quite the adorable pet. It would have fit right at home with Sandalio and Itzcitla, though Eris doubted Molcaxitl would appreciate any new animals to care for. They were lucky Dalio and Itz were both primarily self-sufficient, capable of hunting more than enough to sate themselves. Eris, and this is my companion, Miqui, she added, introducing herself with no pack affiliation, as usual. The ocean dip and bayberry smear treatment generally did the trick for concealing Salsola's scent, though Eris knew they would have to take care to avoid the same plants over and over again. Did you venture so far into these man-caves to find such a pet? The Auxiliary inquired, eager to make conversation with these interesting strangers. One never knew what might become of such a chance meeting.

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