08-14-2009, 06:00 AM
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Table by Mel
Kaena had inherited those brilliant yellow-gold eyes from her father. They were his belying coyote feature—otherwise the sable man would have passed for a wolf entirely. Many of the greater Lykoi wolf family carried that trait, brilliant golden yellow eyes which spoke strongly of the heavy coyote influence which had once tainted the family. But it seemed hybridization was unavoidable; after all, Kaena had not discriminated much in her choice of lovers over the years, as much as she proclaimed to hate wolves. She had taken at least three whole-blooded wolf lovers, if not more—and if Gabriel and his litter were not evidence enough of her ventures with wolfkind, nothing was. The hybrid scooted forward a bit with his move backward and smiled, an eerie thing across her gnarled features but friendly nonetheless. She appreciated the gesture, and listened eagerly, that smile broadening as the coyote spoke. "All true," the cloud-colored woman stated, pride evident in her raspy voice. There was no point in denying a legacy she had fought hard for—after all, even if she tried, the evidence was blatant enough, emblazoned on her face by the teeth of countless wolves. "Your father is a smart man," the woman said in response, her golden eye again roving the tawny male, delighted to know another of her progeny. "War is not a place for children." She approved heartily of this decision and was infinitely glad that when she had waged her war her children were already adults, capable of fighting for themselves. The hybrid wondered if she would have been smart enough to do the same for her own children momentarily, hoping it would have occurred to her they were safer elsewhere. She recalled Zarah's children and how Storm had housed them for a time; though it had been impossible to forcibly extract them from the pack. She remembered trying with Kesho, and though she remembered Layla Xyl's face, the coyote woman had heard nothing of that spawn of Yasu Zarah for many, many years. |