# Fight For The Bone

Author: Silver Teh Coyote
Tags: Coyote, Desert, Deus ex machina, Fight, bark, bone, cactus, growl, juice, sand, snarl, water

Silver and another coyote are in the desert when they come across a bone. Who will win? Contains mild gore. PLEASE COMMENT! Feedback is always nice. :3

In the dry, arid desert, food is scarce.&nbsp; There is a bone lying in the sand, lost and forgotten.&nbsp; Two coyotes, human-like in appearance and walking on two legs instead of four, walk up to the bone.&nbsp; One of the coyotes has brown fur, is a bit muscular, and has a turquoise Mohawk on his head.&nbsp; The rest of his hair flows down behind his fluffy, pointy ears, almost like a mullet.&nbsp; The other coyote has sandy, yellowish-brown fur - lighter than that of the other - and is much more scrawny in appearance.&nbsp; His snout is longer, he has no hair, and he looks like Wile E. Coyote.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Listen pal, this bone is mine!" Growled the scrawny one.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Well, wait, slow down."&nbsp; Said the one with the Mohawk, "Name's Silver.&nbsp; Maybe there is a way where we can both have it."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I don't care who you are or what you think but this bone is mine.&nbsp; ALL MINE!"&nbsp; Snarled the scrawny coyote.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And with that, the scrawny one lunged for the bone.&nbsp; Silver instantly sprang up and collided with the other coyote.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Back off!"&nbsp; Growled the scrawny one.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "No, you listen."&nbsp; Snarled Silver, "If you want all of us to starve then by all means, take this bone.&nbsp; I'll wait."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The scrawny one slowly walked over to the bone, picked it up, and sneered, "Fine.&nbsp; If I don't get to have this entire bone to myself, nobody can!"

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The scrawny coyote threw the bone.&nbsp; He threw it so hard that when the bone collided with a nearby cactus, it sliced in clean in half!&nbsp; The upper half of the cactus fell to the ground with a thud, slightly muffled by the sand.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Now look what you've done!"&nbsp; Barked Silver.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Fair's fair."&nbsp; Sniffed the scrawny one.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Silver had had enough.&nbsp; Not only had this coyote ruined his lunch, but he had also damaged the property of the desert!&nbsp; A fire was burning in Silver's blue eyes.&nbsp; He was growling heavily, trying to intimidate the scrawny one.&nbsp; But he scrawny one had the same idea.&nbsp; He was also growling.&nbsp; Silver bared his fangs.&nbsp; The scrawny one did the same.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "That's IT!"&nbsp;&nbsp; Barked Silver as he attempted to slice open the scrawny one's skin with his claws.&nbsp; However, the scrawny one was quick.&nbsp; He dodged Silver's claw swipe with ease.&nbsp; Silver landed back on the ground.&nbsp; He had little time to think about his next move, so he decided to lunge at the scrawny one's throat.&nbsp; This caused the two coyotes to end up on the ground in a heap.&nbsp; All Silver could see was a blur of fur and fangs.&nbsp; In reality, the two coyotes were on the ground biting, clawing, and kicking furiously at each other.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Suddenly, they stopped fighting.&nbsp; With all their clawing at the sand they had uncovered two bones!&nbsp; Silver got up, shook himself dry of the dust, and panted because he was exhausted.&nbsp; Then Silver looked down at his chest and saw many cuts, at least fifty. However, none of them needed immediate attention.&nbsp; The scrawny coyote also appeared to be okay.&nbsp; He also shook himself dry of the dust, but he panted more heavily.&nbsp; Then Silver saw that he had a large gash on his underbelly. Needless to say, it needed attention.&nbsp;

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "You need help."&nbsp; Said Silver.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "I don't need any help." Said the scrawny coyote in a voice that was barely audible.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Suddenly, Silver remembered the cactus.&nbsp; In this desert, the water found inside the cacti had healing properties.&nbsp; Silver picked up the scrawny coyote.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Put me down."&nbsp; Whispered the scrawny coyote.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; But Silver would not listen.&nbsp; Sure, the desert had its rules.&nbsp; Brutally maiming another coyote meant that your opponent was yours to feast on.&nbsp; After all, it was a game of survival.&nbsp; But Silver had a good heart, and this coyote was scrawny and bony.&nbsp; Slowly, Silver carried the scrawny coyote over to the cactus stump.&nbsp; Eventually, he reached the stump and set the scrawny coyote down, with his muzzle right on the stump.&nbsp; The stump was shaped like a bowl with water in it.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Lap this up."&nbsp; Ordered Silver, "It is blessed with the powers of Deus Ex Machina."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The scrawny coyote began to do so.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "That's it, keep drinking.&nbsp; The water is almost gone!"&nbsp; Coached Silver.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; The scrawny coyote became more alive with each drink of the cactus water.&nbsp; Eventually, he was no longer bleeding.&nbsp; Suddenly, he became perfectly normal.&nbsp; The gash on his underbelly had disappeared.&nbsp; When the scrawny coyote finally came to, he was still angry.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Listen."&nbsp; Barked Silver, "I saved your life and found food for both of us.&nbsp; I think we should call a permanent truce."

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; "Fine."&nbsp; Snarled the scrawny coyote.&nbsp; "Thank you for saving my life." He said as he got up, picked up one of the bones, put it in his mouth, and left.

&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Silver walked over to the remaining bone and started chewing on it.&nbsp; His tail was wagging.&nbsp; Somehow, it tasted better than any other bone he had ever chewed on.&nbsp; Maybe it wasn't the bone, but the victory.&nbsp; Not the victory from defeating someone else, but the victory of showing someone an act of kindness.&nbsp; Silver had never saved another coyote's life before.&nbsp; Maybe if kindness was more prevalent, life in the desert would be less harsh.&nbsp; He began to reflect on that notion as his fangs tore the bone to pieces.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;

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Source: https://sofurry.com/s/lmXjPrG1