Twisted Slough the ground beneath us is shaking, the sheep are finally waking
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The wolves balked at the stench, but Zero basked in it.

She had been there for some time, feeding intermittently on a twisted creature half-buried in the cold mud and chasing away the carrion birds that tried their luck. So what if the meat was a bit rancid and slimy? Meat was meat and Zero was alone. She could not afford to be selective about a meal, especially when she was fortunate enough to find something as sizable as this. It could easily feed her for a couple days!

Luck was not on her side for long, however. While the wind blew away from her and she could not smell them, she could hear the voices of other canines coming closer. Slower and more guttural than her high coyote voice, so she had to guess they were wolves, or maybe smelly dogs, or some kind of crossbreed freak, the worst of the worst. She pinned her tall ears forward and stared across the corpse in the direction they were coming from, gulping down as much rotting meat as she could manage.

The second they came into sight, the little silver coyote snatched a final mouthful and bolted the opposite direction. She could brawl with ravens and raptors over a meal, but she could not win against larger dogs, nor would she give them the chance to try and catch her. Off she went, none the wiser to the origin of her meal.

To punish her gluttony, her belly would revolt something awful later tonight.
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