05-29-2008, 07:52 PM
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 8O Yay, Kirin! -tackleglomphug-
Hazel eyes surveyed the wasteland before him. Why was he here again? Of all the places to revisit, he goes to where he was threatened by a crazy she-‘yote. For heaven’s sake, she had suggested eating him (if he translated what she said correctly). The very idea made him want to gag; why would someone want to eat other people? For some reason, all these new wolves thought that coyotes and wolves should be enemies because they were slightly different. ’We look the same when we are born, our blood is red, why must there be a difference?’ He sighed.
Red wasn’t near any trees. He couldn’t have both trees and the territory border. The crazy coyotes didn’t seem to like trees or something and had made their territory in a scrub-land. All you could catch here was snakes and rabbits, why live in a place that food was hard to find? Of course, Sol wasn’t really complaining. The coyotes could take all the useless desert regions if they wanted, just so long as he didn’t have murderous individuals running amongst his forest. All they seemed to want was to schadenfreude and hurt people. ’Now, not all coyotes are bad. I’m sure of that, there must be some good. Sometimes one is only doing as his alpha asks him to; not really your fault, is it?’ |