Duck Lake winding roads are winding down.

"Well, if Annoying-as-hell fits." The other hybrid said with a chuckle, and Rahzie let out a snort of laughter as if to say, 'well, it does.' But, the slightest smile began to cross her muzzle. "My name is Fang," He introduced himself as well before turning his eyes back to look at her, explaining that he was part dog. As much as a coyote hybrid was new to Fang, and dog hybrid was new to Rahzie. Where she came from, coywolves were not uncommon. There weren't a lot of wolves around but there were plenty of coyotes, and occasionally they would interbreed. She, admittedly, barely knew what dogs were. She knew that they didn't often live in the wild as coyotes and wolves did, but other than that, the coywolf didn't have much experience with them.

Rahzie smirked at his self-deprecation, and found herself not minding the title of "song-dog" as another name for her coyote heritage. Finding herself not quite hating Fang as much as she did a few moment prior (it had turned more into "respectfully disliking" him), she decided she wouldn't mind talking to him. It was better company than no company, anyway. "So where you from, Fang? What got you here?"