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The coywolf doesn’t respond before darting off and one ear swivels around to the sound breaking the silence. Both ears then shift back against her head and she slowly turns, watching a hunched wolf come out of the woodwork in a conflicted display. Carefully, Furi moves so she can face the stranger and keep her kill protected, one foot moving out to sweep the dead fawn beneath her. Still latched in her jaws, she lowers her head and flashes her own teeth in warning, a low growl vibrating out of her chest into the open.

Unable to enjoy her meal where she caught it, she takes more into her mouth to secure it, and begins to run in a way only someone familiar with the location might, losing the dark wolf through the crooked tangle of trees and brush until she meets the other side with relieved freedom.