08-11-2009, 08:39 PM
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 It's okay! Short posts for a fast thread?  However accustomed the grizzled hybrid had grown to the rain, its presence was growing less and less tolerable. She longed for the hot days of summer; it seemed this whole season would be wet and soggy. The hybrid woman refused to allow the weather to creep into her spirits; she knew it would pass just as certainly as everything else in the world. Dwelling on the weather or allowing it to interfere with her daily life simply wouldn't do. There was nothing she could change about it. The tawny hybrid spoke, and the woman was pleased to know she was correct in assuming their relation. Canine faces and features were just as varied and different as human ones, but there were the similarities in his features, her own ghost reflected back in his face. The coyote woman smiled, shuffling closer to the entrance of the hollow. There wasn't much room where the tawny coyote had crouched, but the tree itself provided enough shelter for the woman and kept her head and shoulders out of the rain. "You are Gabriel's child?" she asked. The names were similar enough, though Gabriel had only spoken of a daughter. He had not mentioned a son, but the creamy hybrid looked enough like the Aquila. She smiled when he mentioned having heard of her, her head bobbing slightly. Her children had done a good job of propagating her name to her progeny, though surely most of them had not expected her to return. "Oh? What have you heard?" she asked, settling down to her haunches as she peered at him. She was interested to know what others had said about her in the past, thinking she was dead—it was a morbid curiosity, to be certain. No one ever said everything would be good, but the hybrid was just as prepared for ill thoughts as she was praise. |