Sly Fox Sand Dunes she's perfectly misaligned

Pools... S'ari repeated. Well, there were two places that had pools, but the red one had mentioned a "room," as well, and all those many shallow pools to the south did not have "rooms." It was wide open. Besides, she'd said "northwest."

The Cenote, S'ari said. Yes. This one has been there. So, a pack of slavers has taken it over? S'ari glanced in the direction the Cenote, invisible from this far away, and saw red again, her nostrils flaring. She remembered the adventures she'd had there with Towhee. Or had it been Meerkat? Both? It mattered not. She'd had fun there exploring the pools and now there were slavers living there.

No one in the Tribe condoned slavery. And the fact that it was wolves enslaving coyotes... S'ari liked to believe the best of people--of wolves, especially, because coyotes gave them such a bad rap. But this... This was why most coyotes hated wolves in the first place.

What kind of distraction does this one need? If we are caught, there will be hell, and S'ari cannot drag these slavers back here to find her family. And she cannot involve them. They will not trust you, being a wolf and all. She smiled at the red woman apologetically.