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With the sunset came a dip in temperature, which roused the ghost from rest. He pressed on deeper into the valley, figuring he'd cover more ground through the night in the absence of unbearable Summer sunshine.

His travels had been lonely, which Viinturuth preferred, though he was admittedly looking forward to reuniting with his brother. He wondered, rather painfully, how many pups Ibis had bore him this season and how those from last year would be coping with a new title of "big sister".

Movement of an unknown creature captured the rogue's attention, and his dark eyes were quick to locate a canine form. He grumbled lowly to himself - another fucking 'yote - and he paused to regard it with an unimpressed glare. Viinturuth, having not paid enough attention to either of the scavengers who'd unfortunately crossed his path before, not recognise this one as the first.