Corrine clings to Rolo's arm and shivers. She isn't used to being near wild animals. Her father had made sure to keep them far away from the mansion. Her brothers too. As far as she's concerned, that coyote could gobble her up and not bat an eye.

[color=8882be]"C-could we pray f-for that [i]thing[/i] to go away? I don't like it..."[/color]

She buries her face in his arm.

[color=8882be]"Hey? What if that coyote thing is real?! I mean... of course it can't be... but what if it is?!"[/color]