Rosewater Oasis Goodbye, sweet things

Meridian whirled around at the sound of the yawn, startled. She quickly changed her expression to confident, making direct eye contact with the stranger. He seemed to be non threatening, and resembled a wolf with coyote features, not unlike some from Meridian's tribe. Still, she was vary of the other.

The young coyote's demeanor soured when he invited her to drink. To her, he sounded like another arrogant wolf who though he could dictate what happens in his land. Do you call this oasis yours? There was a sneer to her voice. All land belonged to the sun, in Meridian's eyes.