Michaela cocked her head, sending the shadows
from the firelight bouncing across her angled features. “Really?”
Katie helped herself to another heaping bite. “When
those coyotes surrounded me, right before I saw your camp, I figured they
smelled the venison my sister packed for my dinner. So I gave the steaks a fling into the brush and ran.”
Slapping her leg, Michaela let loose with a
whoop. “You fed the coyotes? My dear
girl, you’re lucky they didn’t eat you alive!”
Katie pondered this and cleaned her plate of the
gritty beans. “But they’d already had my steaks, what would they want with me?”
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Katie is so very logical. I thought it was a great strategy! Enjoyed the snippet...
ReplyDeleteKatie doesn't seem to get how small the amount of food she carried had to have been to those coyotes. I love Michaela's reaction here.
ReplyDeleteI don't know why I laughed at Michaela's comment except I loved the way she spurted it out. Terrific visual around the campfire.
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