Sly Fox Sand Dunes you dj, i’ll drive

She looks different because she’s not a wolf. His head rears back. Is she a coyote then? Or perhaps a fox with a horrible case of mange? But, no, she’s something called a hound. Bushtit remembers one of his lovers calling him a “hound dog” once, though he’d never thought anything of it.

Oh, he says. Today I learned. What, uh… He pauses as she begins eating right in front of him. He promptly loses his train of thought and pivots, asking, Are you alone or are there other hounds around here? Do you guys run in packs?