Sly Fox Sand Dunes primera

mercedes wanted to laugh, but she could barely catch her breath. she felt very happy with herself for successfully rolling down the hill - and happy too that s'ari was there. how fortunate she was to have met her!

the coyote asked a question and mercy's mouth opened to answer, then closed, and she shook her head. it didn't feel right to mention her grandmother; the woman had never been a kind influence on her, and aside from keeping her fed and giving her a place to sleep, there was little real connection there.

i'm alone. she'd been alone for a very long time - for always, really, given that she'd been keeping herself entertained ever since she could remember.