08-21-2009, 08:12 PM
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 We can totally spree this if you want.  <3The day was growing long and late. Normally, Kaena preferred later hours—but her injuries as of recently had driven her to sleep more than she usually did. She retired earlier and rose later, resting as much as she could to recharge her body and stitch it whole again. She was no stranger to injury and pain, but the knotted lump of red-raw, still-healing tissue low on her neck was evidence enough that her last fight had been most seriously, indeed. The hybrid woman was lucky to have survived that one, she knew. She had no idea it was Haku Soul, infamous Dahlian subleader until after the fact , the very one she'd been expressly warned about. The lump of tissue missing from her flesh spoke volumes about how close she'd come to the edge again. Even so, Kaena was a resilient coyote. She had bounced back from injuries just as severe, and she had experienced a lot of pain throughout her life. The hybrid woman also had a new weapon in her arsenal—the healing technique Naniko had taught her. Kaena was hardly versed enough in medicine to even begin to call herself a healer, but she had been able to avoid severe infection of any major wound throughout her life. Prior to the acquisition of the bark powder, she had always used the sea. Now, she used salt water in conjunction with the natural remedy given to her by the pallid she-wolf. Kaena had found it difficult to tolerate wolves in the past, no doubt, and it was an extremely strange turn of events that she now considered herself indebted to one. The hybrid woman was busying herself with the borders now, shifted into her Optime form, a force of habit now. Over the last three weeks, being two-legged had been a necessity. The grevious wound on her shoulder had given her a limp, though fortunately as the wound healed, the limp faded. Her mind wandered to the thing that had seemed to possess her before she had come home to Inferni again, perhaps some forgotten remnant of Astaroth Kimaris still leeching her soul. That had not haunted her since she had passed the border of Inferni, however, and it would be forgotten with time. She began near the coast, as always, walking along the sandy beach, headed to the very edge of the inlet, where Hades Beach ended and neutral territory began. It was not too long into her jaunt around the borders she detected a scent, unfamiliar and masculine. It was laced with that coppery twinge, that familiar scent of blood coating the air as if the world was covered in it. Maybe Kaena just had a nose for it. She was curious now, and headed forward at a quick pace, wandering sharply away from the border territory as she went. Confused, she halted, peering around with that sharp raptor's eye for a moment, confused. It smelled as though he was quite close, yet the coyote woman did not see him. The woman crossed her arms, her gaze drifting to the ground, finally spying the crumpled form of a young coyote, cleverly camoflauged by nature. She wandered closer to him, crouching down close to him. "Hello?" Her voice was its usual rasp, but spoken softly to the younger creature. By her estimate he was no more than a year old, and there seemed to be an injury to his side. Concern for him brewed on her face, twisted by that old, stiff scar tissue. |