Cerulean Cape Statues and stones

The miserable mut yipped and yapped about as it began to bounce away, causing even more frustration to stir within the woman. Her slow trot swiftly grew to a sprint and as the distance between the two rapidly closed, a crooked grin found its way to the woman's maw. She lunged at the coyote, aiming to push the creature beneath her while snapping at the air hoping to catch some sort of flesh in her jaws.