Sleeping Dragon virtue before sin

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Hush was finishing up his patrols when he saw her. The hybrid snorted in curiosity, his head tilting as he observed the female patrolling the borders just as he had been. Hush was aware of all of the new arrivals, but he had not actually seen them. He had already seen the main pack at the last meeting and knew their pelts on sight. This one, even in the darkness, was different.

The coywolfdog chuffed, then ran to catch up to her, realizing that the geysers might have drowned out his call. When he came close to her, he barked, louder now, to get her eyes on him. They needed to meet.