coyote_walking | 63 Howls: Accidental Video

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63 Howls: Accidental Video

And here would be a coyote playing in the snow. Running, leaping over drifts, digging in the snow and throwing it up in the air with her muzzle...

She was warm and enjoying herself greatly, but it wouldn't be too long before she headed inside and shifted back to make herself some hot chocolate and doze by the fire.

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Ohh... How cute! [he wasn't expecting a coyote to be broadcasted on the network, so this is quite a surprise to see. he wonders who was recording her]

Mercy in her coyote form turned and saw the broadcasting device and all but rolled her eyes. Then she gave a toothy grin and wagged her tail at it.

Oh! She's looking! [he smiles at the coyote and waved a hand at her] ... Hello!

Mercy yipped a greeting, tail still wagging.

[he's even more amused now, chuckling a little meekly] I'm Connell... Nice to meet you.

That got another yip and a head dip and grin that clearly was an acknowledgement.

Are you okay? I hope the snow isn't bothering you too much.

Mercy buried her muzzle in the snow and tossed it up into the air, then dashed around yipping cheerfully before returning to wag her tail and grin once more.

That's great. I'm glad you're enjoying it, then.

She yipped cheerfully again and nodded inquisitively toward the device as if asking how he was.

...? [it took him a few seconds to realize the coyote was asking him that]

>Ah! I'm doing well, thank you. [faint smile] But I'm worried about the others, I've been hearing that their friends are acting strange lately... I hope things will get better for them soon.

She dropped her head, covering her muzzle with her paws and looking sad for a moment, then raised it up again, smiling.

... Are you hoping for it, too? Thank you... [he furthers his own smile, grateful. he felt that she was cheering him up]

She nodded again, wagging her tail happily.

Edited 2010-07-04 23:05 (UTC)

[Of course Derek had never seen Mercy in this form so when he sees the coyote playing in the snow it kind of makes him smile. He takes stock the way anyone would when they see an animal playing like that. He had just started some coffee inside and stepped out on the front porch to look around at the snow for a moment. Of course now he stays just to watch the coyote for a few minutes.]

She spun around when she smelled someone watching, frozen for a brief second as she processed Derek's seeing her like this for the first time. Then she let out a sigh, shook herself all over, then wagged her tail.

She moved closer, ducking down to thrust her muzzle into the snow playfully and fling it at him.

[At first Derek didn't put two and two together. It didn't even remotel,y occur to him that this might be Mercy. Of course he had slept in today and had just woken up. Also, when you see a coyote the first thing you think is ooo coyote, not oh that's someone I know. So when she stared at him, he stared back curiously kind of surprised that the coyote was so close to the beach house. But when she tossed some snow at him, he blinked and slowly grinned as realization gradually washed over him.]

Mercy?

[Yeah, he hoped no one was watching him talk to the coyote just in case it wasn't her. They might think he was a little crazy.]

She grinned and wagged her tail, yipping in answer. Oh yes, this was her. She wriggled her butt, crouching and then tossing more snow in a clear 'come and play' manner.

[This was new to him. He had known about her ability to transform but he had never actually seen anything like it before with his own eyes. And actually he was kind of entranced and amazed by it. He had leaned down to look into the coyote's eyes when she tossed more snow his way.]

Hey! That's cold.

[Of course he was just wearing the tank and sweatpants he'd slept in. But he leaned down to pick up some snow and tossed it in her direction.]

She dashed happily in circles, yipping and tossing up more snow in his direction.

[That made him laugh and actually step down off of the porch barefoot into the snow. He picked up more snow and skipped sideways around her to toss more at her.]

That certainly pleased her. She dashed in and out, dodging around his legs, tossing as much snow as she could.

[It was a game, silly fun in a way that he hadn't enjoyed or let himself enjoy in a long time. Derek danced around, moving with her in tandem, always staying opposite her, picking up balls of snow and tossing them at her, some spot on, and some not so much. It was fun anyway.]

Mercy played full out, completely enjoying the game and glad to see Derek having such fun. She yipped cheerfully, dashing at him and away, shaking off whatever snow landed on her and tossing up more at him.

She did worry a bit about him getting cold, but she figured he was smart enough to know when he needed to go in. And she'd probably go in when he did.

[It took awhile for Derek to realize he was cold. But when you were having fun that wasn't the first thing you thought about. When it did hit him, it hit him and he came to a halt, putting his hands up in an 'i surrender' gesture.]

Alright, alright. Now I gotta go get coffee to warm up.

Mercy yipped understandingly and wagged her tail, heading up to the door and shaking herself off before waiting for him to open it for her. Yes, she could have gone in through the dog door put there for her, but it seemed only polite to wait for him.

[Derek went back up to the porch and opened the door for her. He followed her inside and tried to shake off the cold before going to the kitchen. The coffee was ready by then and he got down two mugs before asking.]

Want some coffee?

Mercy headed for her room to shift and throw on a pair of sweats before emerging.

Not a coffee person, but thanks. I'm going to make some hot coffee.

She tossed him a towel in case he needed it to dry off from the melting snow, and rubbed at her hair with another.

Thanks for soming out to play. That was fun.

Yeah that was fun.

[He was surprised to hear her voice and turned around, already sipping at the steaming cup of coffee. He caught the towel with one hand and moved to the fireplace to start a fire. It would feel really nice to sit next to one right now.]

She smiled at him.

You read my mind. I figured I'd play for a while then come in and get a mug of hot chocolate and stretch out in front of the fire for a while.

You know what they say about great minds.

[He casts Mercy a grin and only towels off once he has the fire lit. Its warmth really feels good against his skin.]

Mercy came in with her mug and stretched out on the floor in front of it.

Oh, so very nice!

[Derek settled down on the floor next to her, sitting crossed-legged close to the fire and he hums his pleasure at the feeling.]

When I was little we never had a fireplace. But my grandma did. Loved going over there in the wintertime and for holidays. So when I got my own place in Virginia, I made sure it had a fireplace. They just make a house feel even more homey, I think.

Mercy smiled up at him.

I grew up in the wilds of Montana. We always had a fire in the fireplace. I used to help my foster father chop and stack wood. He always used to say it warms you three times. Once when you cut it, once when you stack it, and then when you burn it.

[He sips at his coffee. Her father's words make Derek grin and nod.]

I like that. Sounds like your father was a wise man. Or is he? He still around where you're from?

She looked down, sadness in her eyes.

My foster father. I never knew my biological father. He died just a few days after he and my mother got together. And no. He... committed suicide after his wife died.

I was 14.

[He felt bad about the touchy subject and asking the question, but he hadn't known. He reached out to rest a hand on her shoulder and squeeze lightly.]

Yeah, no one should have to go through that.

[She smiled up at him again, a little sadly, but a real smile.]

It was tough, but I got through it, and you know what they say about whatever doesn't kill us...

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