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the stranger spoke with almost the same inflection as s'ari, and their name sounded just as foreign. it was a woman from what mercy could tell and they did hold the scent of their friend, so, she gave them the benefit of the doubt.

her head bobbed low for a moment, as she felt bashful and embarrassed. sorry, she murmured.

my name is mercedes. do you know s'ari? i smell her everywhere... she said she lives here? a friend to that coyote was a friend to mercedes, the yearling hastily decided.