pillars of salt

[Anselm de le Poer]

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-- A strange coyote showing up at the borders of Inferni wasn't too unusual, but it was enough to capture his attention and get going to investigate. What was unusual, though, was when the coyote was already happily placed elsewhere and not looking to join Inferni. Anselm knew the scent from when he'd gone to Esper Hollow--it was the dominant male. He also knew the name from Nikita (these things just stuck for him)--Laurel. As he approached he kept his posture largely neutral, although his tail was elevated and his ears were pressed forward. Allegedly good relations or not, this was a ritual bred into him that he would not soon abandon. Just as he'd shown the proper deference to Nikita on the borders of Esper Hollow, he expected the same here. "Laurel, correct? Anselm," he offered immediately; perhaps Nikita had mentioned him, perhaps not. "Are you here for business or just visiting?" He was ready to go along with either, and maybe a bit of both.

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