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As Laruku aged, he only seemed to look more and more like a coyote as the ever slight wolven features slipped away. It didn't seem to matter at all that his mother had been entirely wolf. His coat was a roasted tawny, his ears were exceptionally large, and his tail was more bottle brush-like; his muzzle was narrower as well, and his frame much smaller, less bulky. But he didn't smell a damned thing like Inferni; despite the fact that the forest he occupied ran right up to the edge of coyote territory, he had thus far completely avoided going anywhere near there. He remained ignorant of their wars and blissfully so. As far as he knew, he still had children there, but as long as he didn't know the details, he could convince himself that there was nothing to worry about. They'd always been more Inferni's children than his own anyway, though he was sure that that wasn't a very good excuse for his continued negligence.



My name is Laruku, he told the girl as she came into view with glassy eyes reflecting the slight light. He was sure his own demon red eyes were bearing out of the darkness like something sinister. The ground sloped downward towards the young femme, and depth of the water was significantly different than from where he was standing. Still, if it kept raining like it was for much longer, then it was reasonable to conclude that the entire cavern would end up flooding. Here, he said, stepping cautiously forward. The ground right up against the walls had a slight upward incline, and the footing he found there seemed solid enough. Unshifted because of the rather small size of the cavern, Laruku was without hands. Still, he reached forward with one scarred up forepaw, trying to find exactly where the girl was stuck without getting stuck himself.

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