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The male got a little more comfortable, all settled in and ready to listen to the woman’s story. The only thing he was missing was a snack. Kable paid attention as Terra spoke with emotion trying to assert herself over the storm with her words. Her story had been about a coyote tricking others for food. It seemed a little strange a topic to tell a tale about. Ananse and Loki were locked into their mother’s verbal imagery smiles on their faces as they seemed to mentally leave this world for the one she had created. Coyote was pretty lucky Cougar got caught up by her tail. Otherwise she would be on the menu. For the seigneur there was a lesson in her story, don’t mess with cougars and don’t make enemies by taking their food.
It hadn’t been that tricking others out of their food wasn’t work, as he was sure it was. It only seemed underhanded that anyone would have to do such a thing to get food. Was stealing and trickery something children should learn so young? He wondered about her choice of story genre. Then again he gave her credit; he himself was probably incapable of telling one. She did however succeed in causing him to nearly forget entirely about the hurricane outside. That was a good story Terra.
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