Second Chance Spirit Ch.3 The Noble and the Savage
Coyote gawked at the enormous serpent that had just shed its illusion of being a pile of rocks. A wide grin split his face. "Nifty!” he said. “Teach me how to do that!"
Mishegenabig leaned forward and parted his broad mouth just wide enough to flick his thick tongue. The soundless voice in Coyote's head took on a more thoughtful tone. You are animal spirits, are you not? I apologize for my harsh greeting, Grandfathers. I am afraid what I know cannot be taught, even to one with such power as yourself. I ask of you, please, go now and leave me in peace. I am old and weary, and my goal is far from achieved.
Gray Fox raised his bow. "Your goal of killing innocent humans?” he said. “That is hardly something I will stand by and let you do!"
Something surged past and he yelped, falling to the ground. When he rose he found himself unarmed.
Wendigo took a few steps back, raised the bow in his hands, and broke it over his knee. "My kill!” he said. “Show
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