8/15/2025, 1:41 AM
"Nah, we've got names. Typical of us to share them, though, when asked. Is that not the way of bears, them? Do you folk guard your names?" A wriggle of her haunches follows, and then a great bounding leap as she tries (and fails) to launch herself up and onto the brute's broad back. She slams headfirst into a wall of blubber and brawn, a rough smack accompanying their meeting. The coyote falls onto her back with stars in her eyes and bugs in her head, shaking wildly to free herself of them. And then, when at last she does so, resumes her jubilant chase of the beast of bone-white.
"Well, beast, my name is Häti. Ha'teliin, if you've a stick up your ass."
Her head pounds along with the rhythm of her own heartbeat, a warsong she does not particularly care to hear.
"Well, beast, my name is Häti. Ha'teliin, if you've a stick up your ass."
Her head pounds along with the rhythm of her own heartbeat, a warsong she does not particularly care to hear.
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