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VERONICA
Carter’s Perspective
As I’m walking with the pack, I instantly realize there is a clear leader. Veronica. She was more than your average coyote. She actually had reddish-brown fur instead of the generic gray-brown. She still had the piercing yellow eyes that coyotes are known for, but hers made you feel like she was staring straight into your soul… She made it clear she was the leader, too. She in fact came straight up to me and told me, “Hey! Newbie. I’m the leader of this pack, okay? Ain’t ever gonna become some fancy-shmancy leader.”
It was pretty clear if you ask me. However, she reminded me daily. She acted as if she knew that I would somehow sneak my way into power.
She had two brothers. Her twin, Mark (much, much, MUCH nicer than her), and her older brother Luke (if anything ten times as mean of Veronica).
She doesn’t talk very much about her parents. I think they were hunted by some humans just for fun.
Some things about humans confuse me. Mice don’t kill other mice, cats don’t kill other cats (most of the time), so why do humans have to go and kill other humans over something as stupid as money? Or someone breaking up with them?
Humans don’t have much logic if you ask me. It’s like, for instance, giving me wet food or dry food. Oh! The human might think, Look! I bet good ol’ Carter would love this wet dog food! They arrive at home, and open the can. Ewwwwww… This looks disgusting! Oh well, though. Dogs do like strange things, right? True, the dry dog food looks way tastier, but what am I to know? The problem: they just don’t realize who disgusting it really does taste. They’ll never know until you really try it. It scars you forever. Seriously, word for the wise, don’t give someone anything that you yourself have never tried before. Unless you work at a restaurant. If you work in a restaurant, you probably can’t try everything. Sorry, my mind was just wandering.
Anyways, I don’t blame her for hesitating. These guys can be influenced super easy. Just the other day, I saw Luke walk over there and say, ‘Hey! This tumbleweed tastes awesome!’ as a joke, but just about every single one of them walked up to one, took a bite, and replied, ‘Gee! You’re right!’ They’re almost as bad as humans.
She really knows how to take control. Quick, too! All she has to do is three short yips and bam! Silence. It’s pretty incredible.
She took me in, she says, as a trainee. She’s been teaching me how to howl properly, how to survive if I were the only “coyote” remaining in the pack, stuff like that.
A few months later, I’m a big part of the pack. Everyone started looking up to me (with the exception of Veronica and Luke). I had no idea how persuasive I was. I was really starting to make my mark on these guys…
VERONICA
Carter’s Perspective
As I’m walking with the pack, I instantly realize there is a clear leader. Veronica. She was more than your average coyote. She actually had reddish-brown fur instead of the generic gray-brown. She still had the piercing yellow eyes that coyotes are known for, but hers made you feel like she was staring straight into your soul… She made it clear she was the leader, too. She in fact came straight up to me and told me, “Hey! Newbie. I’m the leader of this pack, okay? Ain’t ever gonna become some fancy-shmancy leader.”
It was pretty clear if you ask me. However, she reminded me daily. She acted as if she knew that I would somehow sneak my way into power.
She had two brothers. Her twin, Mark (much, much, MUCH nicer than her), and her older brother Luke (if anything ten times as mean of Veronica).
She doesn’t talk very much about her parents. I think they were hunted by some humans just for fun.
Some things about humans confuse me. Mice don’t kill other mice, cats don’t kill other cats (most of the time), so why do humans have to go and kill other humans over something as stupid as money? Or someone breaking up with them?
Humans don’t have much logic if you ask me. It’s like, for instance, giving me wet food or dry food. Oh! The human might think, Look! I bet good ol’ Carter would love this wet dog food! They arrive at home, and open the can. Ewwwwww… This looks disgusting! Oh well, though. Dogs do like strange things, right? True, the dry dog food looks way tastier, but what am I to know? The problem: they just don’t realize who disgusting it really does taste. They’ll never know until you really try it. It scars you forever. Seriously, word for the wise, don’t give someone anything that you yourself have never tried before. Unless you work at a restaurant. If you work in a restaurant, you probably can’t try everything. Sorry, my mind was just wandering.
Anyways, I don’t blame her for hesitating. These guys can be influenced super easy. Just the other day, I saw Luke walk over there and say, ‘Hey! This tumbleweed tastes awesome!’ as a joke, but just about every single one of them walked up to one, took a bite, and replied, ‘Gee! You’re right!’ They’re almost as bad as humans.
She really knows how to take control. Quick, too! All she has to do is three short yips and bam! Silence. It’s pretty incredible.
She took me in, she says, as a trainee. She’s been teaching me how to howl properly, how to survive if I were the only “coyote” remaining in the pack, stuff like that.
A few months later, I’m a big part of the pack. Everyone started looking up to me (with the exception of Veronica and Luke). I had no idea how persuasive I was. I was really starting to make my mark on these guys…
but now its over
and i am not going back
had my heart broken
had my dreams blown away
it only took you a second
to rearrange my whole day
I use to know you
but now its over
and i see that now
you blew me away
far from here
and i couldnt make it back
but i bet you knew that
I use to know
someone like you
he was friendly
but i left him behind
in the rain
in the cold
where i couldnt see him
i hope you're different
it would help
if you werent exactly like him
nice to know you
but i must go
and protect my soul
how nice of you to stop by
but please go home now
I use to know you
but now im long gone
and it feels great'
to leave that burden behind
i wont see you again
i wont be there when you fall
just know that i
wont pick you up again