[Barton is immediately on her feet, her hatchet drawn from her coat. She's run into plenty of coyotes in her time, and most would react the same way due to her soullessness.
But this was Mayfield. And while it felt like she'd lost her soul again, she wasn't. So she hesitates.]
Right now hiding from his own worries in coyote.
Of course, when he arrives, he notices who it is.
This is getting frustrating, why do they all have to have these strange fakes?!?
He growls.]]
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But this was Mayfield. And while it felt like she'd lost her soul again, she wasn't. So she hesitates.]
Where the hell'd you come from?
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Pawing at the dirt and trying to look threatening.
Though, that's more like something with hooves would do, wasn't it?
He wants her to go, he wants them all to go away.]]
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She is out in the middle of nowhere.
He howls in frustration then slowly backs away.]]
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