First Step
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The loud voice startled her. Pride turned around to find a very large bouncy dog coming out of the woods towards her. The small coyote eyed him carefully, wondering why he was there. He did seem pretty friendly, but Pride still felt uncertain. There weren't many canines that she had met from outside Anathema, and when she had she had her pack to back her up. She hadn't been afraid. This was different though. Her frame tensed up as he came forwards with a bright grin on his face, completely unafraid of what could be out there.

She stared at him curiously, noting the bright colors in his fur and his broad stance. He didn't seem very well protected, even if he wasn't afraid of what was out there. She could possibly kill him with her knives. She was trained with it. Pride wouldn't try, but she needed to feel more confident. I'm Paris. She wasn't really too sure where to go with the conversation from there, in shock and frozen in place. Her eyes darted over him, before settling on asking where he was headed. Where are you traveling to?


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