Sunbeam Lair In the mirror, you're brushing over

The coywolf's ears pricked upright at this new information. The fox's hollow? That sounded uncomfortably familiar — but he would just have to wait and see if it was the hollow that he knew.

"I'll come by sometime," he said with a waggle of his bottlebrush tail. "And if I end up by the coast, I'll poke my head in and tell 'em you're lookin' real well."

This promise was delivered with a rakish smile, but the underlying earnest and warmth that Dusty Rose carried with him did not lend well to such a look.

"I'm headin' north-a-ways, I think," he said. "But I'm sure I'll double back real soon."