Kildeer Rest cloak and dagger

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As the vole scuttled away from him, the coywolf remained in hot pursuit. Just as he thought the small creature would slip from his paws, the skeletal figure sprung upward and arched his back before landing on top of the prey animal with light paws. His eyes flashed hungrily at the sight of the creature between his feet, and he bent down to sink his teeth into its neck to assure that it would not be scuttling any further. Just as he did this, his citrine gaze caught sight of an inky figure and he furrowed his brows for a moment, wondering if the woman was there for his food. She did not look hostile to Gluska; her tail had flagged a moment before and her eyes seemed to bore into him with curiosity.
 
Flicking his tail upward, the coywolf drew his tongue across his lips and muzzle before housing it. Not certain that he should speak to his onlooker, the ochre-tinged male simply watched her with a strange sense of bemusement. Should she try to take his food from him, he was certain that he could pluck it from the earth and dart away in enough time… but she had yet to make her move. So he gazed on at her with a curious expression.