09-10-2008, 08:50 AM
[html]mall-caps;color:#880000;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;">seven for a secret, never to be told
A pack without a hierarchy and a motley group of vagabonds believing themselves to all be equals—that's what it appeared Esper Hollow was, thus far. He'd never seen the likes of such in his life. "Strange," he said, voicing his opinion to the other coyote. "But to each his own, I guess." Samael would never live with wolves—he'd prefer to see them all destroyed like the savage, worthless scum they were. Wolves and coyotes were not equals, and could never be. This was how Samael saw it. He was a biased, prejudiced creature and could only blame it on his upbringing. He had been trained to be a wolf-killer, and that was who he was. Kaena had ensured her second-to-last litter was instilled with such a mindless hatred nothing could ever waver their beliefs.
Samael had found what he had come to see, and gave one last look to the bizarre coyote before turning his back and vanishing into the brush without another word. The only sign of his departure was the faint crackle of twigs and leaves beneath his paws as he loped away.[/html]
A pack without a hierarchy and a motley group of vagabonds believing themselves to all be equals—that's what it appeared Esper Hollow was, thus far. He'd never seen the likes of such in his life. "Strange," he said, voicing his opinion to the other coyote. "But to each his own, I guess." Samael would never live with wolves—he'd prefer to see them all destroyed like the savage, worthless scum they were. Wolves and coyotes were not equals, and could never be. This was how Samael saw it. He was a biased, prejudiced creature and could only blame it on his upbringing. He had been trained to be a wolf-killer, and that was who he was. Kaena had ensured her second-to-last litter was instilled with such a mindless hatred nothing could ever waver their beliefs.
Samael had found what he had come to see, and gave one last look to the bizarre coyote before turning his back and vanishing into the brush without another word. The only sign of his departure was the faint crackle of twigs and leaves beneath his paws as he loped away.[/html]