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Eclipse… Cute. The coyote managed to grin and quietly stepped forward to kneel down next to the mud pit the pup had made as her playground. She moved to reveal a gathered clump of sludge and stated that she had made something special, a Soiled Pie to be exact. Rook’s brow quirked as the other rose suspiciously. He had never heard of a Soiled Pie before.
She explained that she had made it for a really nice person but before he could even think of whether or not he was, she answered for him and asked if he would like to try her masterpiece. His forehead smoothed out and his brows relaxed. “Sure,” he stated. “Let’s ‘ave a taste then.” He settled down on the ground now, the grass blades tickling the sides of his furred calves as he stretched them out before him.
After sitting close to Eclipse he noticed now that she was absolutely soaked. He had actually thought her fur naturally clumped up in spikes… “You been out here all afternoon?” he asked curiously, wondering now if perhaps someone had been keeping an eye on her from within the manor.
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