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She kept her head down as he circled around her, though her eyes followed the wavering flag of his raised tail surreptitiously, flickering down as he passed out of her peripheral. There had never been a question in the hybrid's mind who the leader of the pair was; though she sometimes managed to strike at it with the occasional banter, she was not so self-absorbed and vain as to fail to recognize truer intelligence than her own, more strength than her own, more skill than her own. Sirius would best her in nearly every arena, she thought, and there was no reason to seek leadership when there was a more qualified individual, one she held respect for and, in their strange and distant way, blood.
The hybrid woman could not contain a shiver of excitement as his muzzle rubbed against hers, and she pushed back against him, whisking her lowered tail from side to side. It was not tucked in the position of abject submission, but rather held at an easy position beneath his, sure of her own place. Eris enjoyed structure, it seemed, and the sable hybrid found herself a companion in Sirius. With that, they were off, sliding easily through the darkness and seeming to be a piece of it, even. They picked their way over the thorns, and the sable hybrid peered around, chartreuse eyes wide with interest.
The crack and creak of bone beside her caused her to turn and glance at Sirius, shifting in tune with him without much of a thought. Her own process was sloppy and ill-thought out, finding little ability within herself to control the shift. She had never bothered; it was rarely awkward enough to cause her trouble. She stood beside him, and despite their disparity in size, the coal woman's head was still held lower than his, unwilling to raise it to full height in his presence. Whether or not they already lived here, the hierarchy was clear in the woman's mind. He spoke and introduced her to the land, slicing his claws through the bark of a nearby tree in their first marking, and the hybrid raised her eyebrows and her lips in a grin.
Eris pranced forward in a move fit for a callithump, her tail sweeping back and forth in wide strokes of enjoyment, her feet lifting off the ground while her arms wavered in excitement. “Perfect,” she said. Though still uncomfortable with the distance from Inferni, she did not think the coyotes would disrespect their border.
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