Their call went out right as the golden hour ended.
Surrounding me. Assessing.
Standing on the edge of a steep cliff, I wondered what would happen to my body if I slipped.
The coyote pack would have full bellies for a week.
A twig snapped behind me and I ran.
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It used to worry me, having you walk just down the drive to the bus after they had been screaming in the night especially after Kovu what a terrifying sound.