is love too strong a god?

Popping in!

Reek found himself walking the beach more often than naught. It was a great way to avoid doing actual work. The herb runs turned up empty anyway, why not enjoy his time? Hopefully, his luck would turn with the seasons.

The coywolf leader was situated on the other side of the beach, pawing a piece of seaweed. Her coloration was one that he had never seen before, even in his travels. Reek had associated with many coyotes and hybrids on the road, but none looked so... different. Not that different is a bad thing, no. To Reek, uniqueness was a valuable trait, and the Siren Queen was definitely one of a kind.

The gap between the two had shortened dramatically. The coywolf had jumped back at the sign of movement. A small crab burst forth with pincers outstretched, ready to fight for his life.

"So," mused Reek with a friendly grin. "Do you always play with your food before you eat it?" In their previous encounter, the coywolf wasn't one for jokes. Hopefully her temperament had changed with the tides.