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Blood seeped into the folds of his ears. An extraordinary pain in his ear announced itself, coursing through Anselm in staggering bursts.

His stride faltered each time he shook his head. Blood flowed freely now, gushing into the corner of his eyes, into the socket of his ear -- irritating, hurting, itching.

He stopped to swat his head with a paw, leaving a bloodstain on his wrist.

Ahead Meridian stopped. He'd only wished he'd gotten more than tufts of tail hair for her to remember him by -- but there was no hope of recovering the distance between them now.

Gods, she was so cocky. 

Anselm would trail her for some time after, leaving small splatters of blood every other stride. Eventually he would tire and turn for home. After this, he would likely never trust a coyote again.