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Vesper · 11-09-2011, 09:45 PM

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No obligation to match this length! xD

The world always has its surprises.

Vesper smiled ruefully, standing—on two legs—with a hand delicately brushing the bark of a tree. A skull adorned one of the shorter branches above her head, the twigs sticking out from the eye socket it hung by. Such strange decorations, intimidating to some weak souls but amusing to her—though she had a feeling that she would seeing these a lot more lately.

The coywolf had not yet made her decision, but Inferni was looking more and more like a place that she could stay. While independent at heart, she recognized the simple fact that living in a group meant more chances for survival. Her days of defying the world, proving that she could live alone, had drifted away with her old life—just like her desire to prove herself as a non-luperci.

All it took was a spoiled horror and a half-eaten squirrel, and Vesper had been changed in the most literal of senses.

But she would always want to wander, she knew—it was why she had risked venturing through the Forest of Nod in the clan territory to stare out at what she had once almost considered home. She was very familiar with this forest, and yet the sight of the leaves blowing past her was almost breathtaking. The trees are changing, too. They were casting off their autumn apparel, scattering scarlet and gold leaves to the whims of the wind. If that wasn’t a sign, she didn’t know what was.

A cluster tumbled past her, a stray leaf coming up and smacking her in the face as she stood. Blinking, the woman gave her head a shake then let out a small growl. Instincts and entertainment would send her bounding off after the leaf, but Ves took a total of one step before she remembered her form. Frowning, she put her hand back on the tree then leaned against it.

There was still a lot to get used to, and there would be even more if she became a member of the clan that proved to be the most tolerable of the groups she’d come across in Nova Scotia—at least, tolerable to her and her beliefs. Inferni was no-nonsense but not the slavemasters of Salsola, and the coyote blood in her sang when she took in the wild scents of its inhabitants. It was a place for coyotes, but it was also a place for half-breeds and outcasts, that shared blood binding them together in the aggressive clan.

Restlessness overtook the tawny woman eventually, and she carefully stepped forward into the woods, leaving the relative safety of the border. While her life was no longer endangered by one particular male, Vesper didn’t know what he might do if he decided she was leaving, and she hoped no one saw her and decided to report it to the Resarcio, either, lest Enkiel believe his patient was gone for good. She would definitely come back, get to know more of the clan and its customs, and do her best to avoid stepping on toes. She hated being a freeloader, but she had a feeling that was going to change soon.

For now, Vesper walked—without any purpose. She tested out her newfound legs, pausing every once in a while to tilt her head against the wind, the breeze combing its fingers through her patchy mane.

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