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Chance Encounter
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It was early morning and Garnet was going for a pleasant stroll in the cool air. Winter was fast approaching now, pretty soon she would much rather be with Jazper, all warm and safe in his mansion and arms. Garnet sighed and put her hand behind her head as she walked along, gazing up at the fluffy clouds. They were light gray with a hint of yellow to them, maybe it would snow later. The dark coyote fluffed up her fur for warmth and hummed a little ditty. She spotted some flowers not far from her rustle and snap as some small creature moved about in them, but she didn’t give it too much thought. After all, they were in a field and no wolf or anything else dangerous could hide amongst the tall grass, that is, unless it was some stray pup.
Garnet stiffed suddenly, her black nose twitching as she stopped walking. The wind had been blowing from the north and she had only just picked up trances of a border marker. The coyote let her arms hang down at her sides and she looked around cautiously, scanning the foliage with her red eyes. Maybe she had wandered a bit too far from anyplace she knew; and, more than likely, the pack whose border this was probably didn’t like a coyote wandering about near it. The dark lady sighed and began to slowly move away from the border, hoping that there were no coyote-hating wolves wandering nearby.
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