Gently she was lowered to the ground, taking a moment to adjust to where she was. Brightly she looked up at him, grinning. Thank you. It would have been a pain to have to walk all the way back to the pack on her own. Getting a ride had been nice. She pushed back into him briefly, feeling his tongue along her muzzle before they separated. She nodded her head, not planning on seeing him again. It was a one time chance that they ran into each other in the first place, after all. What were the odds of running into him again?
Limping over the border Terra didn't look back even once, eager for the familiar house she was staying in with all the other wolves, happy to be back where she didn't have to worry about someone taking advantage of the injured coyote. Tail bright in the air she worked her way over as fast as she could. It was too bad the turkey was gone. At least she'd gotten something out of her trip. Even if it was something she'd never talk about.
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