The park, early Tuesday evening

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The Breeze blew in -- wait, no, wrong book

A raven swooped down to perch on the back of a bench and settled there for a moment, ruffling its feathers and stretching its wings as though it'd just flown a long distance.

Which it had. From Montana, even.

Then the raven opened its mouth and seemed to expand, feathers riding up on suddenly featherless fingers, pulling back and turning red as its legs grew into human legs and its beak shrank into a human nose.

And then there was a young man in black buckskin with red feather trim crouching on the back of the bench. He hopped forward and slouched down, surveying his surroundings and wishing for a cigarette.

Coyote had arrived.

[ooc: it's a park. Kinda open by definition.]

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Jan snorted and pranced in place. "I can run as fast as an eagle can fly," he declared, possibly exaggerating, possibly not. "It will be a great race indeed!"

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Coyote decided he would have to procure some good cheating medicine for this.

"Great! We should place a bet!"

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"What is placing a bet?" he asked curiously.

Unicorns didn't know what gambling was, and Jan had yet to encounter it in Fandom.

Unfortunately.

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Oh yeah, Coyote like Jan a lot.

He tried to work out how to explain the concept.

"It's when I say that if I win, you must give me something, and if you win, I must give you something."

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He chewed thoughtfully. "I don't have anything," he said, then brightened. "But I have a job now, and Turtle will pay me money for my work! So I will have something soon." His ears curved sideways, a unicorn grin. "But I'm sure I will win, so I may have many things if we place a bet on the race."

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It occurred to Coyote that he didn't have anything here, yet, either.

"Then we'll wait until you have money to bet with." That would give him time to get cheating medicine and something to bet, other than his ass (and, man, he wasn't making that mistake again . . . right now. . .). "And we can both practice, and maybe some others will want to bet on the race, too."

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Jan wasn't sure why anyone would want to bet on a race between the two of them, but he would trust Coyote to know better than he did about these things.

"And I am still healing, so I can't run as fast as I usually do," he said. "We will wait." He flicked one ear forward. "It will be good to run with someone again, no matter who wins."

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Coyote nodded, happily, perfectly willing to agree to just about anything now that he had the promise of a good game to win. "Yeah, yeah, very good. You should tell your friends."

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Snorting, he tossed his head in agreement. "I will! I will go now, and then I will practice," he said, still happy, as he turned to trot away. "It was good to meet you, Coyote."

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"You, too, Jan!" Coyote waved after him from his spot on the bench, then looked down to examine his toes and try to figure out what could go faster than an eagle.