No worries, I have plenty of time for her to learn stuff. :o Meeting clan members is also good. ^^
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Matrix almost always knew when she was being followed. Sometimes a little backtracking was necessary, if the stalker chose to remain concealed, but this time only a quick glance over her shoulder confirmed the presence of somebody else. A quick glance wasn't enough to ensure safety, but the she-wolf decided the black and grey lady was non-threatening. It was probably a clan member just trying to see who she was.
Although relaxed (even through the mild paranoia), she found it odd that the other canine never made an attempt to speak to her. Hm. The other's footsteps had grown in volume, and Matrix now turned her head directly to gaze upon the other coyote. A simple dip of her head was offered in greeting (for she was ultimately fine with silence, as long as nothing else seemed "off"), and she was quick to obey the rules of stoner etiquette. After she was done taking a long drag on her pipe, she held it out with her hand as an offering of sorts. Time to pass the peace pipe, eh?
Exhaling slowly, a cloud of white smoke appeared in front of her face and she continued to walk along through it. How
did they take to drug use in these parts, anyway? The darkly coloured female had yet to assail her with a flurry of questions, so presumably she knew what the burning plant was, as well as its uses. If not, the other 'yote was certainly old enough to make her own decisions, and Matrix didn't have to worry about "corrupting the youngin's," so to speak.
