Walking through campus early in the morning, thick fog muffling the sounds of a not quite awake neighborhood, a heavy patter approaches me as I cautiously steer through the thick mist.
Out of the fog a form appears right in front of quicker than expected, the large coyote or wolf stops to stare at me. We pass each other with eyes locked and watch as we both dive out of sight back into the fog.
We’ve only met once, but it was a very powerful connection.
Submitted by Kagemusha