Anyone from #coyotegang and maybe a stranger if someone wants to hop in?
The hot, dry air was a familiar annoyance to Kincaid, who was still shedding the last vestiges of his winter coat, and currently looked something like a lion since the thick fur around his neck could not be reached by his teeth. He was perfectly unaware of the likeness, having never seen or even heard of a lion, and so he went about his business of marking up the lake as if there was no spectacle to be had.
The heat was such that the day couldn't be good for much more than lifting his leg on a couple of rocks, and digging down to cooler sand each time his bed grew warm from his body heat. This was the sort of lazy, lovely life that Kincaid had always lived, except now he had his coyote around to relieve any boredom and loneliness he might have been feeling. But the sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, and so Kincaid was picking himself up and shaking himself out, and looking around for some way to cause mischief.
He yawned, and then the yawn turned into a whine and then the whine into a raucous song. The lyrics were: I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, someone come chase me.
The heat was such that the day couldn't be good for much more than lifting his leg on a couple of rocks, and digging down to cooler sand each time his bed grew warm from his body heat. This was the sort of lazy, lovely life that Kincaid had always lived, except now he had his coyote around to relieve any boredom and loneliness he might have been feeling. But the sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, and so Kincaid was picking himself up and shaking himself out, and looking around for some way to cause mischief.
He yawned, and then the yawn turned into a whine and then the whine into a raucous song. The lyrics were: I'm bored, I'm bored, I'm bored, someone come chase me.
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