07-10-2009, 01:24 AM
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It was a depressing, dark subject to pursue, but Jael saw no need to avoid certain subjects of reality simply because they were distasteful or unpleasant. The world was a cruel, evil place and he embraced it, even if with a grimace. He wished to seek the truth no matter where it was and how he had to obtain it rather than live his life in ignorance. Kaena acknowledged that in the past she would have attacked him on sight, attempting to or succeeding in killing him regardless of who he was or how they'd met. The evidence was apparent on her features in the scars carved into her flesh and the eye that remained a hollow socket now where one had been. The eye that remained turned away at his words, replying in a manner that didn't scream of a genocidal maniac. "I know," he responded. "But I guess it's the same both ways then, 'cause not every coyote hates wolves. It just depends." She went on to mention Ahren, Vitium's father, whom was a full-blooded wolf, and then, unexpectedly, her own father that Jael knew nothing about.
Pain breathed in her voice, close to breaking when she mentioned her children that had been murdered by wolves. Family was obviously very important to this woman, even in the way she spoke of Vitium, her traitor son, and to have had her own offspring killed would haunt any dedicated mother, leaving a scar that would never heal and a burning desire for vengeance. She had her own reasons to despise wolves, though attacking innocents would do nothing to help the children she'd lost even if it helped the wounds and hatred ease within her own soul. "So you have personal reason then, not just blindly following someone else's word and beliefs. You're not just going out and killing for the fun of it, but because you've had a lot stolen from you, and you want to make them feel the pain you've felt," Jael replied, pale features awash in the golds and crimsons of the sunrise that reflected in his fiery vision.
It was a depressing, dark subject to pursue, but Jael saw no need to avoid certain subjects of reality simply because they were distasteful or unpleasant. The world was a cruel, evil place and he embraced it, even if with a grimace. He wished to seek the truth no matter where it was and how he had to obtain it rather than live his life in ignorance. Kaena acknowledged that in the past she would have attacked him on sight, attempting to or succeeding in killing him regardless of who he was or how they'd met. The evidence was apparent on her features in the scars carved into her flesh and the eye that remained a hollow socket now where one had been. The eye that remained turned away at his words, replying in a manner that didn't scream of a genocidal maniac. "I know," he responded. "But I guess it's the same both ways then, 'cause not every coyote hates wolves. It just depends." She went on to mention Ahren, Vitium's father, whom was a full-blooded wolf, and then, unexpectedly, her own father that Jael knew nothing about.
Pain breathed in her voice, close to breaking when she mentioned her children that had been murdered by wolves. Family was obviously very important to this woman, even in the way she spoke of Vitium, her traitor son, and to have had her own offspring killed would haunt any dedicated mother, leaving a scar that would never heal and a burning desire for vengeance. She had her own reasons to despise wolves, though attacking innocents would do nothing to help the children she'd lost even if it helped the wounds and hatred ease within her own soul. "So you have personal reason then, not just blindly following someone else's word and beliefs. You're not just going out and killing for the fun of it, but because you've had a lot stolen from you, and you want to make them feel the pain you've felt," Jael replied, pale features awash in the golds and crimsons of the sunrise that reflected in his fiery vision.