We are the future

Sedna was not unfamiliar with fighting on terrain like this, even if it was only against her siblings, so she was probably less daunted than some others. What genuinely bothered her was the threat from above that didn’t exist on her home turf. She picked a path through a dense patch of mangroves, lifting paws high where needed, pulling sharply when required, and in one instance quickly swinging to snap a more giving vine with her teeth. She wished she had bought Otis along with her, he could worry about unhitching her feet while she kept her eyes forward, but fights rarely came when they were expected, and she couldn’t use the opossum as a crutch all the time.

Her grey eyes fell on a woman of similar height and build to herself, Sedna gave a tip of her chin, an invitation to pair up with the green eyed wolf. At lease she seemed to be one of the wolves least worried about the unfamiliar footing.

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