pick up the bones
<i>kissing death & losing my breath,</i>
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Her lips were twisted as she observed the innards of the fox, splayed about on the rock, attempting to discern what the future held.
xxxxIt was a personal reading, and it was as twisted and gnarled as her mind currently was. She swatted them away, hissing, watching as they limply smacked into their surroundings. Some hung on a tree as though a tapestry, others loitered the earth, sliding from the rocks or the roots they hit.
xxxxSo much uncertainty. The mind was made to grow, but ah, she did not crave that; she desired to know it all, then and there, and her patience was so very thin. Clarice rolls her shoulders, glowering into the distance. There was little she could do. She would have to wait, though she had no desire to do so. She rose to all fours, and began to walk around her trees, humming.
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OOC: So mamy threads I should not be here but could not resist~

IC: Jinx's first order of business had been the faint tracing of the outline of their territory, upon which would eventually be placed skulls of enemies and pelts and bones of various significant animals. For now, however, she marked purely in the proper manner of the wolf: with urine and scraping of paws on toughened soil. It was important that Bon Dye's framework be laid in short order, but there was yet much to do before she could bring about Sos' will, and she would need to determine if Atka, too, had visited with Kerberos, Her own.

Before she could finish a lap of the pack's land and head off to find her Beta, however, her path crossed over the fresh trail of a familiar scent, and she was reminded suddenly of the myriad howls that had joined her own, greater in strength and number than she had ever expected. Recognition flickered in her mind and, childishly abandoning her present occupation, the new young Alpha female began trailing after her female friend from youth, at once curious and nettled.

After all, Freyja had abandoned Shearwater Bay more than once, and had lost Jinx's respect for her gifts, which had been wasted on ungrateful youth; nor was she overly pleased that Lecter's daughter had returned to reclaim his attention from Jinx. But any acidic bitterness was bitten back, as she reasoned with herself that Clarice returning now was better than Clarice returning not at all, and Jinx knew a third betrayal would not be tolerated by Gods, Loa, or mortal wolves.

She came upon Clarice in one of her classic scenes: bloodied and pacing in madness. The Kesuk drew short of the mad witch's circle of divination, outlined by the fox blood and chunks of intestine, so as not to intrude, but her gaze was fixed pointedly on the Sigma as she circled her trees, and her ears were thrust forward possessively. "It is good to see you, Freyja," she said quietly, selecting the girl's given name rather than the moniker she had more recently adopted. It occurred to her that the reaction to her boldness may not be favourable -- it was utterly impossible to tell what the girl was thinking, and always had been -- but she was Alpha, and showed no fear of her former companion's ire. She had always been Freyja to Jinx, who had once viewed her as closest companion.