New days, new faces

Kaena Lykoi · 01-21-2010, 08:01 AM

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<333 Smart Sie should remember she says she is gunna do stuff. :|

Once more the hybrid woman was quite glad that she had come out to these parts today; she had not known she was going to meet Dawali, obviously, but now that she had she was extremely glad that she did. They were very similar, and the hybrid woman held respect for the man and his ornaments of rank and honor. They were not meaningless bibelots; they each had a purpose and definition, it would seem, and the hybrid woman was fascinated by that—tattoos also carried that same purpose, and for the reason that they could not be torn off, lost, or otherwise damaged (as piercings and feathers might be), she preferred them. However, tattoos also had some weaknesses—they could be cut over and scarred, they could fade with time. It had not been a terribly long time ago that she'd gotten her own chaos star, but already the brilliantly red tips of it were beginning to fade, turning a paler, pinker color rather than the once blood-red the tattoo had been.

The coyote woman certainly did not anticipate any problems with AniWaya—she knew Gabriel preferred to stick to the defensive, and if Inferni did not anger Dawali's pack and the reverse did not occur, everything would be just peachy. The hybrid's hopes were not overly optimistic; she knew her Aquila's policies well by now. After all, he was her son—and he was more wolf than coyote. She could not disagree with the way Gabriel chose to run Inferni; it had worked exceedingly well thus far, it would seem. She had only been back a few months, but they had been peaceful ones without conflict, other than a few wolves traipsing on their territory—but that was par for the course, and the hybrid woman would have found it strange any other way. There was a certain joy in chasing trespassers out and reinforcing the notion that the coyote's borders were just as strong as the wolf's. None of the trespassers had been AniWayans, after all.

Here was where they seemed to diverge; Kaena could see some use for human objects. Medicine was something developed by humans—wolves had not made medicinal pastes as Naniko did before they gained fingers to craft such things. Then again, these things were wholly good—no evil could come of healing the wounded and sick. Such crafts were pure of heart, to be certain. "They had a few good ideas, but many strange ones, and many more bad ones, it'd seem," she said, speaking of the fact that there were no more of them left. Humanity had inflicted its plague upon the earth, and now they were simply no more. The other canine's comment about the quality of the club drew another grin from the hybrid, and she nodded her head in full agreement—one did not get to be the age she was with, or even the age Dawali was, by being bullheaded and ignorant. She couldn't think of too many other canines to equal even his age—many died young. It was a sad fact of life, living in the wild, but it happened.

The hybrid woman had hardly noticed the passage of time, and it was almost a disappointment to the hybrid to see Dawali intent on packing up, though she did not raise a hand to stop him. Such a thing would have been strange for her to do, and instead she merely nodded her compliance and smiled. His question drew another nod from the hybrid, and she too stood, not wishing to seem like she was improper or lingering in some way. "I would like to see how the other half lives these days," she said, a faint hint of amusement on her face—she was certain she would not find Dawali's pack was so terribly different from her own. From the sounds of it, it would not seem like it. "Besides, now that I've gotten such an invitation it wouldn't be right to refuse," the hybrid added, half a grin still plastered on her scarred face. "Take good care of yourself," she said, an uncommon sentiment from the silver-furred hybrid; she did not generally say such things, but she suspected it would be some time before she could leave the clan to get to AniWaya. She did not generally find reason to travel beyond Halifax—though with Dawali and Aniwaya far to the south, the hybrid woman now felt she might have good reason to travel that way.

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