Hideaway Strath Novae and Krynn

Laughter...

...Crazed and immediate laughter only continued to boil to the surface. Krynn was swollen with utter amusement with the drool of words that seeped from her sisters maw. Oh so harsh and full of scornful temptation, such as it was, to Krynn. Novae felt for the pups and their Mother which on any given day may indeed be something worthy of praise. Yet here and now she made a trivial thing into a a much more colossal issue for the family. "Nunce Wo?" Krynn choked on her overflowing amusement. "Kam buti tave dalykas?" (what's the matter?) 

It was a hidden jest as if to ask, "Have I offended you?"

The Pitch covered Wolf rolled to her paws steadying her footing as she looked from one canine to another. Her thoughts abuzz with how she planned to devastate Novae and her attempts at playing the protector. Nothing would deny her kill this night and that in of itself would serve as a reminder to Novae and all the rest of her pack. That they were Gods... -and Gods never yielded what they had laid claim to. "Enjoy your final night."

Krynn nodded to the Coyote from the shadow of the overhang. The moonlight moving to both veil Krynn and illuminate her demonic mirrored eyes. Her threat was no threat but a promise. This Mother would die and Novae indeed killed her with something as petty as words.

Those same malice filled eyes dared a gaze to the otherwise deemed lesser Sister. A light chuckle still reminding her of the curse Krynn had placed this night. The white birthmark that drew itself upon Krynn's head framed the her eyes aglow as saliva kissed the underlaying jaw line. " (for) -Your inaction doomed her... My Sister."

Krynn withdrew backwards slowly. Her eyes scanned an exit route through the darkest depths of the wood before she turned to face the opposing pair and like a Ghost she faded away. Engulfed in the night. One last hiss called back on the wind to her sister from the Darkness, sang like it were a tune. "...linger linger my, why do you dare. -Caught in.. my web... left only to stare.."

Her voice echoed and crossed throughout the surrounding brush. It was an ominous song, "-and.. when.. We.. meet.. again... what I shall leave will only, be... -despair."

That final word trailed off endlessly. Endlessly as the night stretched unto the horizon.