The Tangle in time he he thought would kill him, oh but i didn't know how

of all explanations the salt witch expected, adultery was not one of them. her ears flew forwards in incredulity and her lips pursed as if to say 'you are kidding, right?'. but he wasn't kidding -- and a crumpled, almost disconsolate shroud seemed to haunt his muzzle as he continued. a loud, shrill coyote-esque cackle sounded from her muzzle -- before she knew it she was kicking on the ground in delighted laughter.

certainly, of all the ways to end a mateship, cheating was a high-note. she righted herself, her ribs still slaked with spells of giggles. "serves you right." she tried to say seriously, but all she could do was snigger. "i'm here on important business." a lie and the sparkle in her eyes fully betrayed that. "there's too many of you damn packs around, so i'm investigating. sorry, it's not as juicy as doing the dirty with a mistress."