And every time it rains, are the angels crying?
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Sirius liked being in the dark. He felt a lot more secure than in the light. His pelt was a honey color, red tinged rather than the silver of some of the other coyotes that he knew...so he didn't blend into the snow or the grass. The dark was the only place where he really felt invisible. He could see a little bit, still, so he continued walking.

Someone was up ahead. His hackles raised and he returned the growl, a few short yips escaping along with it. He was a fighter. Maybe this time he'd actually get to fight someone...that'd be so, so much fun. He'd been waiting to see what it would be like, after hearing stories from the others in his pack. "Come and get me." The voice in the tunnel sounded female. What female was daring to talk to him in this manner? "If you've got the nerve."


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