Re: On the dance floor (Changing Woman, Coyote)
"Foolish girl," Coyote smirked. "She'd be so much happier if she quit fighting your influence. As for Jack..." He laughed and shook his head. "I have had my paw in his affairs ever since he drank the Tea and let me in -- granted, only a little, but enough. Luckily, he does most of my work for me. Much like whoever it was who set us free."
He took Changing Woman's hands in his, then brought one of them back up to the thick, soft ruff of fur at his neck. "We should indeed take advantage of this. Who knows when it will happen again?" he murred, tilting his head in a not-so-subtle request for more scritches. "Got anything in mind?"