08-10-2008, 03:58 PM
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The youth had come to the edges of The Waste and could smell the thick scent of coyotes. Though his senses still weren’t as acute as they would grow to become, he knew that sour smell. Oddly enough, he thought that Sirius had a bit of that smell to him. But maybe that was just because Sirius didn’t bathe enough or something.
He turned from the Waste, not wanting to take his chances. After all, everyone in Twilight Vale was not permitted to cross the coyotes. He turned and headed back towards Halcyon and Shadowed Sun. Maybe he would visit Sirius and tell him to take a bath.
The steal blue hybrid he saw was no one familiar to him. So far, he thought, Apollo hadn’t been seen. He wondered about crossing paths with him (was he one of those coyotes or not?) and then he decided he should probably steer away from him. Maybe if he hid now, the stranger wouldn’t notice his bright white coat against the ashen greens of the mountain.