Catatonic Catastrophies, and other Magical MayhemAfter a time I shifted my focus to the left, as if the object of my attention were circling the house and releasing emanations of horror only I could detect. Rover had picked up the spirit and was helping me by standing on the sofa back with fur fluffed, ears back, all the usual. She had even begun to roll out some of those soft, insane little cat moans that make you want to back away very slowly and carefully.
All conversation had stopped. The humans were staring at me, fascinated. I could feel their Presences contracted closely around their physical bodies, quivering with tension. I tried to expand my own Presencemade myself a room-sized coyote, pressing them against the wallsthen bigger still. I threw myself outward beyond the walls as far as I could go. It was something I had never thought to try before.
Nana shuddered. "It's awfully close in here. Maybe we should
New Coyote, chapter 25b - conclusionStill a wolf, and in full daylight! Moon had set long ago. He looked a mess. Wet, bloody, tired, scared. And confusedI'll bet he was! By unspoken agreement my companions hung back to let me approach first.
"Mr. Pffurrey? Mr. Pffurreywe're not here to attack you. Can I come closer?"
Peter Burrey did something I had never seen him do before. He dragged himself out from under the van, then rolled over and exposed his belly in submission. He had done that many times in play, but that doesn't count. This was the real thing.
I walked over and took his neck between my jaws, squeezed it gently a couple of times, then began to investigate the wounds. There were a lot of them, and they needed stitches. A few deep ones too, maybe. "Can you walk? Would you like some pffeanut pffutter?"
He took the peanut butter. All of it. Then he stood, achingly, and looked for a puddle to drink from. He hadn't said a word. After
New Coyote, chapters 19 - 20-= chapter 19 =
Mooney and Mouse were busy cleaning up lunch when I finally got my chance to be 'alone' with Lazytail. There were only Smokey and the five Spirit Pups to watch.
I tried mounting as soon as we were out of view from the kitchen window, and things went well at first. Lazytail was affectionate and cooperativeseemed to like the game just fine until I had everything in place. Then she sat down.
Let me tell you that nothing, but nothing, gets accomplished in this business until the female is good and ready. You can whine all you like.
Well, it looked like the mating business was pretty much over. Maybe next year. Time for a run. Lazytail and I had a lot of fine country to show our guests. Might even catch something to eat.
We didn't encounter any game, but we did find Princess. She was thin and weak, and almost out of her parents' territory. On the marg