Sly Fox Sand Dunes primera

she took only a moment to consider her options; linger in the dust for a hunt that would likely fail, or follow the stranger as they drew off again. it seemed an easy choice even if she was wary. mercedes saw the shift of the stranger's posture from elated to worried as they peeled off across the sand, and realized she had been alone for far too long.

she loped after them without a word, her reaching steps shortening only when she came to the stranger's heel. the scent that carried from them was one of desert dust and summer sun, but otherwise there was nothing amiss about them to concern mercedes. if this was a trap, she'd go in to it unsuspecting.