Free Food?

He warded off the coyote with another snap of his jaws, but the ‘yote was quickly dealt with. It seemed the woman had borne quite enough of the animal’s aggression.

Within moments the coyote was pinned, and she glanced at Cairo, as if expecting him to deal the death blow, which he wouldn’t have had qualms in doing. But she made a quick decision and dispatched the critter, quickly retreating from it in visible distaste. Cai didn’t really blame her—coyotes weren’t one of his favorite creatures. It was instinctive, passed down for generations. Coyotes wouldn’t hesitate to kill wolf pups if they had a chance, following instinct to damage the population of their larger cousins.

She was wary, visibly, and he caught the flashed glance to the… ah, that was what the coyote was defending. A rabbit. Cairo shrugged with a grin, gesturing to the rabbit. “You defended it, so it’s yours. I’ve plenty of food on me and more at home besides.”

He shifted away, giving her plenty of space, pondering whether to head on to the Bifrost or back home. His eyes flicked to the coyote, considering. Then he dismissed the thought. It was too beat up in the hide to make much use of the pelt, and coyote wasn’t a delicacy he would savor in any case save desperation and starvation.

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