Mount Apikuni she had nowhere else to go

no prob sorry ;__; you shouldn't have to wait so long for a reply again

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Lecter did not continue to pursue the ermine; rather he drew up, turning in a spray of powder to regard Jinx silently. Chuffing a greeting that rose into steam, the shaman approached his young lover, vitality flooding his being. However, he did not reach out to her, unsure of whether or not she was in a mood to accept his stilted affections.

"Atka," Lecter repeated, the Goddess' name swelling bitter and hot between his lips. Why had She come to his daughter? and how had he not known of this? "She will not remain near for long," the pale madman intoned. "Clarice's Loa have too much sway over her mind." Icewater eyes found the leaping flames of her own gaze. "Why do you tell me these things?" he asked quietly, for surely Jinx had a motive. He was not too besotted by her to understand this as truth.

"I am sure that you have sensed the changes within Clarice, as I have," Lecter murmured, a sense of foreboding still curled in his chest. "Perhaps that is why Atka, the Mother Bear, came to her." He did not touch quite upon what it was that had come to pass in his daughter; Lecter assumed Jinx would know.

He knew also that the verve of leadership still burned within her ivory breast, but he did not ask the young wolf what it was she felt in regards to Fox. Having seen them together, and caught their scents mingled on more than one occasion, Lecter had drawn the conclusion that his paramour perhaps did not intend to challenge the halfwolf -- for now.

Shifting his weight, the icewater glare grew somewhat warm, and an uncharacteristic awkwardness entered his tone. "Has the Goddess come to you, Jinx?" Lecter inquired softly, shying away from the truth of what he meant to ask, and yet hoping all the same that he had planted some dark son in her sleek loins.