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Jinx was bitter as she left Horizon Ridge behind; she believed it was doomed to fail under Akhlut's inexperience and youth. Though she was relieved to be going elsewhere, to a pack where she might find strength at last, where the leaders were not flaky and inaccessible, she was also nervous and reluctant. She went to Lecter, because she required the shaman in her life in one way or another. There was the matter of Lethe, and their bad blood, but it could be remedied; anything could be remedied, she had learned.
She and her young charge travelled north around the mountain, since Jinx did not trust Hawkeye's idiot guards to leave them be if they went across the flatlands. She didn't trust the haughty bitch to allow her passage, either, since she had set the demon Peregrine on her unprovoked weeks previously. Jinx's injuries were coming along better—her wound itched more than ached, and though her broken rib still made her wince and step gingerly, it was improving—but she was presently unwilling to sustain more. Ira was curious and questioning, displaying the spoiled attitude of the princeling she convinced him he was, and she obliged him only vaguely.
"The Alpha was weak, and cannot lead," she explained during their long walk. "Never bow to an incompetent king, princeling. They only leave destruction and anguish in their wake. Be an unforgiving king, and rule always iron-fisted. Akhlut was no such king, and no fit ruler." Ironically, she would have been no more fit than him if she had assumed command, which hadn't happened... But it didn't stop her from considering herself superior. Even Pied would have been superior to Akhlut.
They came upon Swiftcurrent Creek as the sun was setting, and Jinx paused far from the borders to howl balefully and reluctantly for the Alpha, whom she would bitterly appease. "Princeling, put on your best mask of humility," she instructed, laying herself on her favoured side carefully, ready for Lethe's wrath. "The bitch who leads these lands is no friend to me. Priiinceling, you will one day lead great legions, but at times you musssst yield or die, and it is better to live than die, that you may rise again." It was the opposite of a code of honour. It was better to live under any condtions than to foolishly die; at least when alive you could plot and scheme your way to the top.
Gdit this tagging never works >:(
Jinx was bitter as she left Horizon Ridge behind; she believed it was doomed to fail under Akhlut's inexperience and youth. Though she was relieved to be going elsewhere, to a pack where she might find strength at last, where the leaders were not flaky and inaccessible, she was also nervous and reluctant. She went to Lecter, because she required the shaman in her life in one way or another. There was the matter of Lethe, and their bad blood, but it could be remedied; anything could be remedied, she had learned.
She and her young charge travelled north around the mountain, since Jinx did not trust Hawkeye's idiot guards to leave them be if they went across the flatlands. She didn't trust the haughty bitch to allow her passage, either, since she had set the demon Peregrine on her unprovoked weeks previously. Jinx's injuries were coming along better—her wound itched more than ached, and though her broken rib still made her wince and step gingerly, it was improving—but she was presently unwilling to sustain more. Ira was curious and questioning, displaying the spoiled attitude of the princeling she convinced him he was, and she obliged him only vaguely.
"The Alpha was weak, and cannot lead," she explained during their long walk. "Never bow to an incompetent king, princeling. They only leave destruction and anguish in their wake. Be an unforgiving king, and rule always iron-fisted. Akhlut was no such king, and no fit ruler." Ironically, she would have been no more fit than him if she had assumed command, which hadn't happened... But it didn't stop her from considering herself superior. Even Pied would have been superior to Akhlut.
They came upon Swiftcurrent Creek as the sun was setting, and Jinx paused far from the borders to howl balefully and reluctantly for the Alpha, whom she would bitterly appease. "Princeling, put on your best mask of humility," she instructed, laying herself on her favoured side carefully, ready for Lethe's wrath. "The bitch who leads these lands is no friend to me. Priiinceling, you will one day lead great legions, but at times you musssst yield or die, and it is better to live than die, that you may rise again." It was the opposite of a code of honour. It was better to live under any condtions than to foolishly die; at least when alive you could plot and scheme your way to the top.
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a baby sleeps in all our bones [join] - by Jinx - February 03, 2014, 01:20 PM
RE: a baby sleeps in all our bones [join] - by Ira Nox - February 03, 2014, 03:09 PM
RE: a baby sleeps in all our bones [join] - by Lethe - February 04, 2014, 12:21 PM
RE: a baby sleeps in all our bones [join] - by Jinx - February 04, 2014, 03:03 PM
RE: a baby sleeps in all our bones [join] - by Ira Nox - February 05, 2014, 07:46 AM
RE: a baby sleeps in all our bones [join] - by Lethe - February 06, 2014, 12:29 PM
RE: a baby sleeps in all our bones [join] - by Jinx - February 06, 2014, 12:54 PM
RE: a baby sleeps in all our bones [join] - by Ira Nox - February 11, 2014, 07:48 AM
RE: a baby sleeps in all our bones [join] - by Lethe - February 22, 2014, 10:05 AM
RE: a baby sleeps in all our bones [join] - by Jinx - February 23, 2014, 09:35 AM