Looked like Jordyn wasn't as lost in grief as Terra had thought. The bag was taken and wrapped tightly in the dog's arms, away from where the coyote could easily snatch it and run. The ocarina was lifted up, Terra watching carefully. Was the female going to cheer up? She seemed slightly better, but not enough to let Terra know for certain. Her tail swayed behind her, waiting eagerly for the music. She loved how it sounded. The music that came out rooted Terra to the ground, eyes half lidded as she leaned into it's haunting sound.
When it changed to a dancing tune her feet became unglued. Almost unbidden she began to move in tempo to the music, crossing the clearing and moving as if invisible ties had been attached to her, telling her where to take the next step. Slowing again Terra gazed up at Jordyn, the wild look in her eyes clear. She wasn't a dog, and didn't have any of that domesticated blood in her. She was as feral as the unchanged canines, and the music called to her soul.
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