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The silly banter with the horse had Terra grinning. It was ridiculous, treating the horse like something so valuable. All it really was was a large amount of food walking around. Terra almost started laughing at the coyote's vain words to the horse, though the only visible sign was her wagging trail. The sharp look the female gave her did nothing to deter Terra, used to facing much more fearsome opponents than a coyote who lacked something traveling with a horse. She was measured under that sharp gaze, but Terra didn't mind. She wasn't a fighter, but she more than made up for that with her speed and sharp wits.
Yawning Terra lifted up a leg, scratching behind her ear, as at ease as she would be in her own pack. The underlying tension that came from leaving pack lands was completely absent from the coyote, being as used as she was to trespassing and causing all sorts of trouble. Unless the female directly threatened her, Terra wouldn't budge. She looked at the small amount of supplies the female had. You have anything to eat?
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