[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 428px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; line-height: 12px; font-size: 7pt]it had been a very long time since it had gotten the chance to wander around on its own - most days it wasn't allowed out of the family home or even out of it's nest in the basement. however, a lot of time had passed since his last episode and despite it's rather, eh, violent tendencies she was sure that nothing was going to happen - nothing this time around. it'd been locked in that room for many, many years and the craving had somewhat subsided despite the nagging need inside their stomach that screamed at them to be fed. ezhno had no desire to listen anymore, it had gotten most of her fun during her younger years but now that they were beginning to become a little older in age it was time it stopped acting like a blood crazed pup and acted as the elder de dieu that it needed to be. while they did not hold the title as the leader of the family - they were one of the oldest members left, one of the only few who could remember what the family had originally been. bloody, crazed, cannibalistic, spirits who had been so utterly lost in madness they'd formed an unbreakable pack bond that had them interbreeding and fighting and killing each other as if they were nothing but mere animals. maybe they were... ezh knew it was nothing more than a crazed, blood thirsty animal that had no other coherent feeling other than hunger. well, sort of... they'd been different from the masses considering what had conspired between her father and mother and what exactly they had spawned. it was confusing and there was simply no way it could truly tell the story of the de dieu family without becoming hungry - oh darn, what was it doing again?
as the creature was swallowed in the thoughts of their own mind small paws slammed against the ground as they propelled the little coyote forward; it moved quickly, much faster than anyone could assume would even be possibly - even for those who possessed super speed would be dearly confused by the flash of fur as the being moved through the trees of the jungle. then again, ezhno had never been a simple, or normal, creature and their advanced speed simply came with the blood that had been given to it by it's father. they had little to no difficulty as they weaved through the underbrush of the jungle; it was following the bond it had made the last time it had seen pup cyrus; when the other had been so small ezhno could have eaten him in a singular bite. they wouldn't, of course, they wouldn't hurt pack not now, not ever - pack was pack and they couldn't allow themselves to hurt pack, no, no, no, they needed to protect pack and they could never inflict pain upon their own family. it was one of the very few reasons that their body did not crave the flesh of the other de dieu's - the bond it had formed with them did not allow them to feel anything outside of safety and love. slowly the creature began to slow, her body beginning to run into a trot as they found themselves moving closer and closer to the nest of the exiles; the place that cyrus called home.
they stopped once they hit the cave of the group, her yellow eyes moving across the entrance before slowly moving forward - their body shifting as they did so, revealing the hairless body that lay beneath the skin of the coyote. the pelt hung of their back as the continued deeper into the cave - unafraid as they searched for one of the members of their pack. a member they had not seen in a very long time and one she was beginning to worry about; she did not like not knowing where each of her packmates were, and despite the fact that the feline was more or less an omega in their eyes it still needed to ensure his safety. they may not be the alpha but this was their pack and they could not allow a single member to be missing for as long as cyrus had been. they moved deeper into the gave, the further they moved into the darkness the brighter their yellow eyes seemed to shine. they were a creature of the night and caves, such as this one, were something of a haven for them - something they'd like in their own territory once they find an area in which to claim. pup cyrus had done well and it was proud to have them within their pack if this is what they found suitable for a home; slowly, the creature paused as they came to stand at what they assumed was the main nest of the group. prey walked back and forth in front of them, going about their daily business as if they had no yet spotted the monster that stood waiting for it's pack to arrive. quietly, ezhno sent out a wave of longing, a familial longing that it hoped the creatures understood as their desire to find his packmate.
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