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“You are a Coyote, Jacques. Now Leave the Priest!” Disembodied voice commanded. Grey eyes narrowed, “ So, the quarry has found the hunter.” Menacing grin spread across a pale face. The pale man’s eyes when from slits to wide in a flash then rolling with in their sockets. The ‘priest’ folded over a branch as a leather adorned arm returned from with in the foliage. “ Rest well ‘father’ the demon will plague you no more, May Wakan Tanka watch over and protect you.” Rustling in the trees was minor. Down the path, stopping occasionally to read the trail. ‘ It will take some time for him to find a turned soul. Brother Wind, show me the way to her path.’ Leaves danced before him spinning, the dust devil swirled and stopped, then swirled forward. He followed with out further word.



Near the edge is where he finally saw her form crossing a busy street. His brown eyes searching the buildings for to follow without being seen. Startled he realized it was too late she seen him. Frozen in his tracks he could not move. He just watched her looking at him.