sleepless nights

Tyrfing · 10-29-2021, 12:07 PM

The other yearling didn't seem to have any particular attachment to the coyote and that was good, seeing as Fin was intending to kill it before it killed his prey. "No, the raccoon is my dinner." He grinned. "Maybe we can share it, but you'll have to help me get the coyote down first." To the question of the odd glow certain things held, Fin shrugged his large shoulders. "Dunno what's with the glow, but it doesn't seem safe to eat. That's why I want to get to the raccoon before that coyote does." The boy's conversation had caught the canine's attention and it paused in his playing, turning toward where they hid in the bush. Fin froze, hardly breathing as it glanced over them, then turned back to the fireflies to swat playfully at their bright glow.

With a silent wave of his paw he motioned for Grimshaw to look into the bushes beside the coyote - it was hard to see, but Fin was sure there was a second coyote laying in wait. He made a gesture for Grim to take that one, making sure the boy seemed to understand his quiet direction. It was a riskier position Fin had put himself in - knowing the coyote's mate would attack him as soon as he went for her, and trusting that this stranger would have his back - but the viking pup had always been a touch too fearless. He waited until the coyote's back was turned to him and then burst from the bushes, throwing himself into the coyote with all the force he could manage. The disruption in the clearing caused the hiding raccoon to take his chances and flee, which sucked, but Fin figured they could track it down once the two coyote's were handled.

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