Delight and conquer

Ezekiel de le Poer · 02-01-2012, 06:40 PM

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While he had not intended on staying long, it was the obligation of attendance that pulled him to the meeting. He had not been required to go, and had considered against such a thing, but it would do Inferni well to know their neighbors. As anti-social as his clan had once been, more and more of their members were familiarizing themselves with the other packs. In a way, he was pleased by this—in another way he was worried that their own secrets might leak out through way of careless lips. Still, Ezekiel was himself familiar with many of the leaders and curious to see how they behaved in such a tight social situation.

He brought several freshly killed pheasants, a box of hand-rolled tobacco and clove cigarettes, and handed these to the man waiting near the entrance. Ezekiel had wondered if they might be unarmed upon entrance, but studied the tall wolf with the sword and had little fear of bringing his bow. Thus as he entered, Ezekiel felt little worry for the weapons on his back. Amber eyes ran along the others gathered; a cow-spotted woman he recognized from Dahlia (though it was Ichika now, he reminded himself) alongside a woman with a bird, a black wolf and a girl who barely looked old enough to be his daughter (though again, the way she clung to him was hardly anything less than romantic), and a white woman who he recalled from his father’s description of the Anathema leader. Wondering briefly if Sirius would be making an appearance, the coyote settled nearest to the door.

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