She's in heat now
Terra woke up that morning feeling good. Really good. Curled up in her mattress Terra languidly stretched before stepping out. Humming softly to herself she looked around. Her room was rather barren, but she could adapt. First thing was to shift to optime. Her bones rotated smoothly, and she shook out her long hair. Walking down the stairs Terra opened the door to where Strel worked. She snatched a bright piece of yellow fabric and wrapped it around her neck as a kind of silken scarf. Pleased with herself she stood in the room for a moment, grooming herself. Her long hair was untangled, and she made certain that she was clean and looking her best. She didn't know why yet, but something had changed, something good. And there was something she needed as well, something she couldn't get unless she looked her best.
Her feet danced lightly down the stairs before she exited, heading out across the territory. Subconsciously she found herself searching, looking for something. Not sure what it was, Terra heaved a sigh of disappointment as she saw no one around. Terra's mood immediately brightened though as she remembered the festival, and how many canines had been there. Surely, if she was going to find what she was looking for, there was the best place to start. It had plenty of things Terra had never seen before, and one of them was bound to be what she needed. She felt the need to rush, but didn't want to run. Remembering seeing others riding the horses, Terra decided that was what she'd do. Luckily the mount she'd chosen recognized her wildness, and easily complied to her commands. She clung on tightly as the horse galloped, bringing her to the festival.
Not bothering to tie the horse up Terra strolled in. Some of the males turned and watched her. Pleased by the attention Terra winked back, fully confident. Before, there had been confusion and chaos, with too much information to process. Today, she was a coyote with a goal, and nothing would get in the way. Her nose seemed to know what to look for, and soon enough she came across a dark tent. Curious to what had drawn her here Terra pulled back the flap and looked inside. It was the gypsy. A grin broke out on her face. Hello stranger. Long time no see. Her body swayed slightly to music only she could hear as she took a seat across from him.
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