Perhaps the Singing Bird Shall Come - J

[Kaena Lykoi]

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http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/rp/kae/kae_disorder.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Hey there! I love your style.     It was night. The shadows stretched deep and dark over everything, obscuring and melting away all detail in the world, leaving behind just the fuzziest gray and black shadow over everything. The coyote woman did not attempt sleep yet. Kaena kept a rather nocturnal schedule; she preferred to be awake at night and asleep for the better part of the day, though some might regard such a habit as particularly lazy. The grizzled woman was anything but, however; she might not have been active during the day, but she roamed the borders often at night. Most of her comrades were already tucked away, fast asleep and recharging for the next day's activity.     The silvery hybrid was coming close to ending her rounds, however. Nothing new, and nothing interesting. The ancient woman was almost relieved; she never minded drawing new blood into the clan, but there was just something tedious and repetitive about greeting wanderers at the borders. It was just her luck that she came across a scent, soggy and wet. Wrinkling her nose, the cloud-colored canine meandered forth, following that unfamiliar, moist scent. It hadn't rained in a few days, though the clouds were omnipresent and ever-threatening to downpour. A wet canine made no sense to the scarred woman; if there had been no rain, there was no water to douse this stranger.     Her mental questions were soon answered as she came across a sodden, small body. It was a young coyote, and it was not moving. Her muzzle knotted with curiosity, and she nudged the youth's shoulder hard, checking for signs of life. Now that she could smell the salt, it made sense. Of course—this canine had washed up on the beach, and that was why she was all wet and probably dead. There was no pity in the woman's heart, but the coyote's relatively young age made her a far better candidate for receiving a rare burst of sympathy from the grizzled coyote hybrid. "Hey. You alive?" she asked, wondering what tragedy had befallen one so young to land her on Inferni's borders, soaked the bone and dying or dead.

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