Sundown and the Shedding-Skin Woman

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The lycanroc came for her in the morning. He bowed, jaw against the sand, and she nodded in return. "The air is wet," he told her. "The clouds circle."

"How good it is we did not eat each other, Brightsong," she chided him as he padded up on four legs to lie by her side. (19)

"How good it is, Sundown," he agreed with the calm of day. It would not be until nightfall he could weep at what they had come so close to and she, at last, would do the same.

Before then, well. They were hungry. Together, they began to hunt.

19) Overall, the relationship between humans and dingoes is a complicated one - practically kept for food and warmth, but nursed at the breast as puppies, revered for their help in hunting game and sniffing out water, and spoken of in stories in the same way as a separate tribe of humans might be.