Verdigris Ravine tercera

Danger? Where-? 

She glanced over her shoulder, one paw raised in the air as the dark woman stopped in her tracks. The wind did not bring cautious whispers to her ears, nor did it sprinkle unwanted scents on its breeze for her nose. 

Kusuma does not sense danger... Kusuma... your danger? 

this perplexed the coyjackal, for she did not have any badwill to those that were of her own kind. Whatever... 'her kind' was. She was Tribe, S'ari said. 

So she was as much a coyote as any other. Kusuma not bad. Kusuma of Tribe.