07-19-2008, 02:38 AM
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In a world where coyotes were still often frowned upon in some places, Laurel couldn't help but brush off Nikita's words about hurrying things up. Meandering, at least in his mind, made them seem as harmless as they were. But at the same time, it still didn't mean that someone would call out to them. In this case, someone did and Laurel regarded the dark figure passively. That voice sounded familiar, however distantly it was. “Couple of travellers?” he answered meekly. Maybe they weren't supposed to be out wandering in broad daylight for fear that a gigantic turkey vulture would fly down and attack them. And then eat them later.[/html]