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thanks for the interesting thread <3

The coyote was right and when he took off, Laurel ran after him maybe five meters before she stopped in her tracks. She watched as he took off and then returned to the prize she had won. It had a foul taste about it — not actually, but in her mind — considering the words he had just spoken. Charles? He was out there? When the coyote was gone, Laurel actually regretted that she hadn't stopped her aggression and wished that she had stopped to talk to him. Ask more about Charles. Figure out if he was... alright, at least.

She looked at the fox and frowned, suddenly feeling sad. Why had she met him with so much aggression? Charles had left her and he hated him for that. He hated him for just up and leaving. But — she'd caught a glimpse of Riley, and Charles had just left without saying anything. She wished they were still here, no matter how much she hated them for leaving. This coyote had been a ticket there, and now...

Laurel picked up the fox and started to make her way back towards Easthollow with a pit in her stomach.