Antioch de le Poer
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)Antioch listened. He was a good listener, as he had been all his life. There, alone at his wife's grave, he paid very careful attention to the things God told him.
Art by Songbird
Inferni
Ashes to ashes…
The final year of the coyote clan opened with the harsh, lean winter of the desolate Blacklands, the burned ancestral homelands to which Inferni returned last year. Coyotes struggled to find food in the frost, though they were determined to improve upon their home — chasing stragglers from the city and beginning construction on a barn and corral for their dwindling livestock, many of whom were culled out of necessity when hunters returned home empty-handed.
Spring seemed like a brief turn-around for the clan, bringing new growth and new members as the coyotes came together to construct their homestead. However, the deaths of two mothers seemed like omens for what was to come that summer.
Terrible storms brewed over Inferni. The rivers flooded, and strong winds brought down the newly-completed barn. Mosquitoes and flies plagued the coyotes and their livestock, many of which fell to illness. With conditions miserable and morale low even after the cessation of the rains, tensions rose within the clan, and dissenters voiced plans to forge their own destinies.
In the end, following the tragic (and preventable) death of her infant son (and many days of silence), Aquila Vicira Tears called Inferni together to disband the fifteen-year-old coyote clan.
Diego del Bosque
(Favorite Thread)"I ain't need no constant worship t' remind me how godly I am," he replied unabashedly.
Art by Raze | Texture by ibjennyjenny @ dA
Faith de le Poer
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)I will always watch over all of you.
Art by Fairblod @ FA
Jethro Lykoi
(Favorite Thread)For all his sharpness and all his quick-thinking, Jethro did not see what Marlowe was already doing to him.
Art by Mel
Otillie Novak
(Favorite Thread)"This place has bad feeling - like storm is trying to tell us something."
Art by Mel
Paninya
(Favorite Thread)"You should probably keep better track of Hocico, dontcha think?" she said in a sing-song voice. "And remember what happens when you poke the bear."
Art by Kiri | Texture by ibjennyjenny @ dA
Shikoba Whiplash
(Favorite Thread)The raven eyed the offering for a moment before quickly gulping it down. Whether the bird was simply being gluttonous or if it had been on purpose, Shikoba couldn’t help but to hiss when Twitchtail nabbed a bit of skin too. “Guess I deserved that, eh?”
Art by Songbird
Vesper
(Favorite Thread) (Mature)Vesper looked up to see a swarm of ravens on the ground, gobbling meat and winter berries and other things. She laughed -- then she winked at Scuttle and, with all the speed and strength she could muster, hobbled forward into the midst of black birds and let out a mighty crow.
Art by San
Vicira Tears
(Favorite Thread)She had stolen the title from Vesper, who had stolen it from Myrika. Before her: deserters, the injured, the old, the faithless. Who, in the end, had ever been strong enough to lead Inferni and a legacy of generations? They would be disappointed in her. But she couldn't bring herself to care. Her babies were dead.
Art by Gen
Virue
(Favorite Thread)“Come out w-with your hands u-up, or I pl-plaster you with snowy v-vengeance, comprendre?”
Art by Raze