Bearclaw Valley in the end i danced with a ghost

whatever. stare if it helps.
she drops her haunches to the cold earth like she owns it, knees jutting sharp beneath her thin skin.
you here to chase me off? twitch snarls up her nose, flashing teeth. know you got friends hanging around. i can smell them on you. she says, matter-o-fact.
her amber eyes flick, slow and flat.
but she grows bored before twitch can even respond. vail lifts back to her paws and begins to amble off, one long, gangly leg after another. tail swatting behind her. weirdo. she mutters.