It was a full moon, so Brig's evening was pretty much laid out for him.
He had seen to the security arrangements for the Alpha and Beta to be in the park, along with the Alpha's mother. In reality, their situation would be more than just 'ill advised', it would be downright dangerous: the entire pack's leadership gone, in one fell swoop. The suggestion would not see the light of day if they were still in South Africa, but this was Nachton. Was the United States any less dangerous? No. They were being careless, but this was very much the case of the needs of the few out weighing the needs of the many. A Kadzait death was looked in to and resolved. Period. So, Brig did his job and he did it well.
He had driven them himself out to the Preserves just at twilight. The Pipers had swept as much of the front part of the park as they could, but there were hundreds of acres to be accounted for and there were less than ten Pipers now. No more baker's dozen, Brig thought with a sigh. Still, with the recon, you can never guess what would be out there, so Brig maintained his high alert, even after they had succumbed to the moon.
He had put the incident involving his mentioning Lily to Hammer out of his mind. Brig had admittedly crossed a line talking about the Alpha's mother in such a way, but Hammer's reaction had been...curious. That was the only word he could think of to describe the almost violent response he had received from his cousin. He and Hammer had fought, that wasn't nothing new, family - cousins - fight. Despite being polar opposites, Brig understood his cousin better than anyone else in the pack. He knew exactly why Hammer was the way he was - the violence of the Hammerthynn family was not unknown, but unfortunately was legendary. Hammer had grown without the nurturing of a mother and only the iron fist of male relatives. His path has been chosen for him even before his birth and Hammer's dedication, and loyalty, never wavered.
Life, and death, for the pack.
But the mere mention of Lily makes that giant of a man freeze. Brig had never seen so much emotion from his cousin, in the one hundred plus years they knew each other, as the reaction he got out of Hammer the day before. One emotion in particular caused Brig to pause. One emotion he had never seen from his cousin. The one emotion that nearly had Hammer tear his throat out.
Jealousy.
Neither men spoke of that moment. LT had witnessed the encounter, but knew better than to question his uncle about it. Something was wrong, painfully wrong, and it apparently weighed heavily on Hammer's conscience.
Hammer and...Lily?
Brig stole a look to Hammer in the passenger seat of the black SUV they drove to the park. A stoic, tower of granite, Hammer was and always would be. Then Brig looked up into the rear view mirror and watched Lily as she looked wistfully out of her window.
Hammer and Lily...but when?
The gate of the Park and Nature Preserves swung into view and Brig put that train of thought to rest.
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Brig shook out his fur and surveyed the area. He prowled out about a half mile before returning back to Hammer and Lily. His cousin’s fur was just as red but with a graying muzzle and bits sticking out of his ears. Brig lowered his body out of submission and sniffed at his cousin’s fur. Hammer returned the action with a snap, assuming his dominance but then turned to the female wolf beside him. Her scent was familiar and soothing at the same time. Brig sat down on his haunches and waited.
The Night After (attn: Lily, Brig, Hammer)
Xeph glanced up at the moon. It was huge and yellow, hanging low in the sky as if carrying some inexplicable weight. Was it sad? It had to have seen what had happened right beneath it two nights previously. Two of its children, brutally murdered, left half-hidden as if meant to be found. Or was it as cold and unfeeling as it usually appeared, chill white and distant in the sky?
He tried to channel the second one. To be as cold and unfeeling, as distant. But he felt the weight of these two deaths keenly. The Pack was his to protect, to guide. He'd brought them to Nachton, and therefore he'd brought them to this. Xeph wasn't stupid though; he knew this would happen even as he felt the sharp edges of guilt and responsibility. There were losses everywhere, and these weren't the first since they'd arrived. Hammer's wayward Piper sprang to mind and he pushed that thought away as well. That was different. This was something else. This was murder, plain and simple.
He laughed dryly, a sound that crackled through the night. There was nothing plain and simple about it. There never was. The police wanted to call it a homicide-suicide but Xeph knew better. All the weres knew better. And out there in the dark, someone else knew better, too.
He surveyed the crime scene with its yellow tape. They'd already begun cleaning things up. Xeph looked at it with his human eyes first. He rarely used the ability to resist his change, but tonight he'd wanted the different perspectives. Still, the wolf inside was howling to be set free. Soon enough, he told it, placating it.
Xeph need not have bothered. He couldn't figure anything out, really. The attacker or attackers had concealed their tracks well, if they'd left any. There was a lot of disturbed ground around the site; signs of violence and signs of fighting. Had there been a human here? More wolves? He couldn't tell. The police in their efforts had left more tracks.
He sighed and stripped himself free of his clothing. Lily, Brig, and Hammer would probably have gotten over the first gnawings of the full moon by now, and Lily would be keeping the other two in check, waiting together for him. He'd get more answers in his other form now.
The change came quickly, brought on fast by suppression, need, and acceptance. As the moon looked on Xeph tipped his head back and uttered a long, low howl, calling for Lily and his Packmates. Waiting for a response he slid into the shadows, his amber coat blending with the fallen leaves on the ground.
Brig Jameson
15 years ago
Lily
15 years ago
Lily was unsettled, but who wouldn't be? Two of their family were dead, for no discernable reason. She didn't take such things lightly. The Kadzait weren't so numerous that they could blow off such losses and even if they were greater in number, they were too close to let it rest.
Sitting in the back of the SUV, she tipped her head against the window, auburn locks falling over her shoulder to gleam red and gold in the dim moonlight. The change would be upon them soon and it was her job to keep Iov and Brig in check. Iov was the Beta, but so was she. The Kadzait, like their completely wild cousins, had a very mobile leadership structure. Most of the time, Aidan led them. Sometimes, on rare occasions, Iov took over and even Aidan obeyed him. Even rarer still, she thought, she was the one to step up. She had to admit Aidan was correct. She had the means to keep her Packmates in check and drive them to where her son would be waiting.
She sat quietly in her seat, appearing to look out the window but in truth, taking in the atmosphere in the car. Senses keener than most, she read into situations very clearly and was able to understand more than just the surface.
Brig, for example, was on edge. Lily understood his trepidation. She, Iov, and Aidan were all high-profile Pack members and they would all be visiting the scene of a crime tonight. It could easily have been a trap. They were relying on the Pipers to keep them safe. More than that though, Lily knew they could rely on Iov, Aidan, and Brig's own abilities. Her own were no less of an asset. It would be the rare ambush that could catch Lily unaware.
And Iov -
Lily didn't analyze his emotions. She didn't look further into the scents she recognized as distinctly his. They were close; they had held the Pack together under Liam's leadership. He had been her sole friend and protector, the only one Liam had trusted close to his wife. Liam's attitude had alienated her every bit as much as her own natural soft-spokenness. Only Iov had seen past that and become a friend.
Wistfully she watched the passing scenery, refusing to dwell on what might have been. They had all made their choices, for better or for worse. Iov, Liam... and, yes, so had she.
They entered the Park and silently, without need for too much verbalization, each let the madness wash over them. Lily allowed Brig and Iov their freedom even as she took her own. Old habits died hard, and she stuck to Iov's side; they were old hunting partners. Brig ranged further out before coming back. The two of them asserted themselves and established a tentative pecking order; Lily remained outside of the scuffle. She knew who Iov would defer to, because he must. Tonight was hers until Aidan called for them.
Brushing against Iov as she turned, stark white against warm red, she snapped her jaws lightly at him, teasing. brig was next as she nipped him in the shoulder. Come with me, she said; after getting their attention she walked forward without looking back. She was the Alpha for the moment. They would follow.
Sitting in the back of the SUV, she tipped her head against the window, auburn locks falling over her shoulder to gleam red and gold in the dim moonlight. The change would be upon them soon and it was her job to keep Iov and Brig in check. Iov was the Beta, but so was she. The Kadzait, like their completely wild cousins, had a very mobile leadership structure. Most of the time, Aidan led them. Sometimes, on rare occasions, Iov took over and even Aidan obeyed him. Even rarer still, she thought, she was the one to step up. She had to admit Aidan was correct. She had the means to keep her Packmates in check and drive them to where her son would be waiting.
She sat quietly in her seat, appearing to look out the window but in truth, taking in the atmosphere in the car. Senses keener than most, she read into situations very clearly and was able to understand more than just the surface.
Brig, for example, was on edge. Lily understood his trepidation. She, Iov, and Aidan were all high-profile Pack members and they would all be visiting the scene of a crime tonight. It could easily have been a trap. They were relying on the Pipers to keep them safe. More than that though, Lily knew they could rely on Iov, Aidan, and Brig's own abilities. Her own were no less of an asset. It would be the rare ambush that could catch Lily unaware.
And Iov -
Lily didn't analyze his emotions. She didn't look further into the scents she recognized as distinctly his. They were close; they had held the Pack together under Liam's leadership. He had been her sole friend and protector, the only one Liam had trusted close to his wife. Liam's attitude had alienated her every bit as much as her own natural soft-spokenness. Only Iov had seen past that and become a friend.
Wistfully she watched the passing scenery, refusing to dwell on what might have been. They had all made their choices, for better or for worse. Iov, Liam... and, yes, so had she.
They entered the Park and silently, without need for too much verbalization, each let the madness wash over them. Lily allowed Brig and Iov their freedom even as she took her own. Old habits died hard, and she stuck to Iov's side; they were old hunting partners. Brig ranged further out before coming back. The two of them asserted themselves and established a tentative pecking order; Lily remained outside of the scuffle. She knew who Iov would defer to, because he must. Tonight was hers until Aidan called for them.
Brushing against Iov as she turned, stark white against warm red, she snapped her jaws lightly at him, teasing. brig was next as she nipped him in the shoulder. Come with me, she said; after getting their attention she walked forward without looking back. She was the Alpha for the moment. They would follow.
Iov Hammerthynn
15 years ago
Hammer said as little as possible, which really wasn’t out of the ordinary, but he was uncomfortable and he knew it was painfully obvious.
The ride over with his cousin and Lily was quiet. Brig had not said a word outside the normal day to day pack obligations – nothing about Hammer’s reaction or about Lily. He was polite, cordial, and his jovial self when speaking to both of them, but Hammer felt the distinct tingle of scrutiny in Brig’s glances.
His cousin used to joke, in his own way, about Hammer’s time alone with Lily. How a beautiful woman was lost on Hammer’s one eyed glare; how Hammer could not understand the joy of a woman’s delicate touch as a pleasure instead of a by-product of procreation. No one had questioned Hammer’s presence with Lily, sanctioned by the Alpha himself. There had been no question of his loyalty or of Lily’s safety.
It had been very ironic.
Brig was close to questioning him outright, Hammer knew it. Or maybe it was paranoia; his guilt that had made a place where his heart had once been – threatening to beat so loudly that his betrayal would be as plain as the missing eye on his face.
There had been no signs of their relationship and absolutely nothing of their coupling; Hammer was as he had always been in public. Lily was the pillar of good graces and discrete familiarity. Their secret remained intact. But now with the old Alpha gone, where did that leave Hammer?
Hammer opened the door for Lily as they reached the Park. Brig immediately pushed his change and ran off into the foliage to meet with the Pipers. The sun had set and the moon was beginning to rise, causing his blood to boil, figuratively speaking. The scents around him were strong – he inhaled the sweet musky smells of the Park with a deep breath. Undressing quickly, Hammer stretched out his arms and felt his skin tear from within, the change taking him quickly and completely within moments.
Shaking his fur from his head to the tip of his tail, the smells of the forest were intense, one hundred times stronger than before. The moon’s sway engulfed him, drowning him in the moonlight and his werewolf madness. His cousin’s scent wafted toward him – another massive red wolf came trotting out of the forest and up to him. Hammer snapped at him, asserting his dominance till a smaller, female wolf – white as the purest snow – approached them both.
The female brushed up against him, causing a confusing array of emotions to distract him, but then she moved on to Brig, nipping at his shoulder, not painfully but with a message that this was her hunt. Both red wolves followed as she entered the trees.
The ride over with his cousin and Lily was quiet. Brig had not said a word outside the normal day to day pack obligations – nothing about Hammer’s reaction or about Lily. He was polite, cordial, and his jovial self when speaking to both of them, but Hammer felt the distinct tingle of scrutiny in Brig’s glances.
His cousin used to joke, in his own way, about Hammer’s time alone with Lily. How a beautiful woman was lost on Hammer’s one eyed glare; how Hammer could not understand the joy of a woman’s delicate touch as a pleasure instead of a by-product of procreation. No one had questioned Hammer’s presence with Lily, sanctioned by the Alpha himself. There had been no question of his loyalty or of Lily’s safety.
It had been very ironic.
Brig was close to questioning him outright, Hammer knew it. Or maybe it was paranoia; his guilt that had made a place where his heart had once been – threatening to beat so loudly that his betrayal would be as plain as the missing eye on his face.
There had been no signs of their relationship and absolutely nothing of their coupling; Hammer was as he had always been in public. Lily was the pillar of good graces and discrete familiarity. Their secret remained intact. But now with the old Alpha gone, where did that leave Hammer?
Hammer opened the door for Lily as they reached the Park. Brig immediately pushed his change and ran off into the foliage to meet with the Pipers. The sun had set and the moon was beginning to rise, causing his blood to boil, figuratively speaking. The scents around him were strong – he inhaled the sweet musky smells of the Park with a deep breath. Undressing quickly, Hammer stretched out his arms and felt his skin tear from within, the change taking him quickly and completely within moments.
Shaking his fur from his head to the tip of his tail, the smells of the forest were intense, one hundred times stronger than before. The moon’s sway engulfed him, drowning him in the moonlight and his werewolf madness. His cousin’s scent wafted toward him – another massive red wolf came trotting out of the forest and up to him. Hammer snapped at him, asserting his dominance till a smaller, female wolf – white as the purest snow – approached them both.
The female brushed up against him, causing a confusing array of emotions to distract him, but then she moved on to Brig, nipping at his shoulder, not painfully but with a message that this was her hunt. Both red wolves followed as she entered the trees.
Lily
15 years ago
They hunted first, the three of them. Lily felt the moon's pull as strongly as the others and she had her instructions from Aidan - appease themselves, all the better to investigate with clear heads. He was right. She would be able to focus on her job all the better for it, too.
For the next hour or two, until the moon rode high above them, she channeled the two slightly larger red wolves toward game. The hours when the moon had just come out were ideal for larger animals, and hunting in concert, difficult as it was with the madness upon them, brought them enjoyment and a bloody venison meal.
Just in time, she lifted her bloodstained muzzle as the melodic strains of a wolf howl reached her sensitive ears. Somewhere off to the southeast, this wolf called them to him. It never occurred to her to question that call. Through the haze of blood-rage, Lily summoned her human mind to the fore and udnerstood that the caller was an Alpha; their Alpha.
She turned to her companions and snapped at them, driving them away from the corpse of the deer. It was time to go. With growls, nips, and raised hackles she drove them toward the irresistable call until she found him, her Alpha. Touching her nose to that of the pale red-gold male's, the distant voice in her head labeling him Aidan, she relinquished control of their mini-Pack to him, licking his chin and settling onto her belly in the leaves.
For the next hour or two, until the moon rode high above them, she channeled the two slightly larger red wolves toward game. The hours when the moon had just come out were ideal for larger animals, and hunting in concert, difficult as it was with the madness upon them, brought them enjoyment and a bloody venison meal.
Just in time, she lifted her bloodstained muzzle as the melodic strains of a wolf howl reached her sensitive ears. Somewhere off to the southeast, this wolf called them to him. It never occurred to her to question that call. Through the haze of blood-rage, Lily summoned her human mind to the fore and udnerstood that the caller was an Alpha; their Alpha.
She turned to her companions and snapped at them, driving them away from the corpse of the deer. It was time to go. With growls, nips, and raised hackles she drove them toward the irresistable call until she found him, her Alpha. Touching her nose to that of the pale red-gold male's, the distant voice in her head labeling him Aidan, she relinquished control of their mini-Pack to him, licking his chin and settling onto her belly in the leaves.
Xeph
15 years ago
Xeph smelled the approach of Lily, Brig, and Hammer a few minutes before they actually arrived. His mother, as he'd known she would, was driving the others along. They went willingly; even the power of the full moon couldn't overcome the hierarchy observed by the Pack. Lily licked his chin; he responded by biting her gently on her nose. A small, seemingly insignificant act, but it spoke volumes to anyone who understood their language.
Glancing at the other three, Xeph led them the short distance to the scene of the murders, crouching to get under the tape rather than break it. They spread out, each of them investigating a bit of terrain. For his part, Xeph growled in frustration. He couldn't find anything unusual here. There had been at least six people here yesterday; five men and two women by their scents. Beneath that it was hard to tell. He could smell wolves, and he could smell the overpowering blood and anger. if there was anything else mixed in he couldn't get a clear taste for what right off the bat.
He looked around to see if the others seemed to have found anything interesting.
Glancing at the other three, Xeph led them the short distance to the scene of the murders, crouching to get under the tape rather than break it. They spread out, each of them investigating a bit of terrain. For his part, Xeph growled in frustration. He couldn't find anything unusual here. There had been at least six people here yesterday; five men and two women by their scents. Beneath that it was hard to tell. He could smell wolves, and he could smell the overpowering blood and anger. if there was anything else mixed in he couldn't get a clear taste for what right off the bat.
He looked around to see if the others seemed to have found anything interesting.
Brig Jameson
15 years ago
With fresh kill in his gut, Brig felt the night open up in all its wondrous glory when the howl of a lone wolf pierced the night. The snow white female immediately responded to it, but the kill in front of him was too distracting. With snarls from the female, he and his cousin snapped at the intrusion but followed her deeper into the forest.
Brig immediately recognized the scent of the Alpha as the female greeted him. Relinquishing her dominance, they all broke off in different directions, inspecting the grounds around them. The smell of blood, broken tree limbs, and crushed grass permeated his nose, but there was nothing discernable beneath the trampled area full of human scents. The area had already become useless, yielding no further information regarding the attack on their brethren. His tracking was superb, but the humans had ruined the area.
Brig immediately recognized the scent of the Alpha as the female greeted him. Relinquishing her dominance, they all broke off in different directions, inspecting the grounds around them. The smell of blood, broken tree limbs, and crushed grass permeated his nose, but there was nothing discernable beneath the trampled area full of human scents. The area had already become useless, yielding no further information regarding the attack on their brethren. His tracking was superb, but the humans had ruined the area.
Iov Hammerthynn
15 years ago
Hammerthynn’s nose wrinkled up in frustration as he circled the outer perimeter of the recent crime scene. The humans had been thorough, in their collection of evidence and destroying any worthwhile tracks of the killer or killers. Sniffing along the ground, his nose pushed at the grass, trying to dig deep beyond the human tracks and concentrated on the fading smells. Something bothered him, but it teased him, just beyond his ability to trace the origin of the odd scent. Whatever it was, it was long gone.
The Alpha turned toward them, and with a frustrated cackle from deep in his throat, Hammer sneezed and shook the fur on his head with a violent shake. He had nothing to report.
The Alpha turned toward them, and with a frustrated cackle from deep in his throat, Hammer sneezed and shook the fur on his head with a violent shake. He had nothing to report.
Lily
15 years ago
Lily let Aidan take over keeping Hammer and Brig in check, although she knew the worst of he urges were over them for now. The madness may return but they did have a short window with which to apply themselves, and she knew Aidan was hopeful that she would find something worth pursuing.
Lowering her nose to the ground she began to work her way from one end of the site to the other. her search occasionally took her outside of the taped-in crime scene, for the event had not been entirely contained in the yellow tape.
She recognized the smells of the two Pack members. They had remained in their forms throughout; they had to have. Aidan hadn't indicated they had any ability to resist their changes and it had been the night before the full moon. Wolf-scent was everywhere.
There was something else. Something under the wolf-scent that rang a bell. Using her dexterous claws to flip over some leaves she discovered the remains of a rabbit, clearly someone's midnight snack. She sniffed it; nothing unusual. No foreign substances her nose could detect. Unfinished, though. Usually when they were moon-crazed, their kind was almost impossible to interrupt while eating.
She continued to search; the rabbit wasn't the unusual scent. So... something else. Something carnivorous. She recognized a faint musky odor that wasn't either of the two murdered Kadzait and didn't belong to any game animal she knew. What it was, she had no idea. It was too old. A wild wolf or dog, perhaps... even a fox trying to scavenge the remains of a kill. Perhaps it had come upon the Kadzait unintentionally. But that couldn't explain the injuries or the deaths.
Filing her observations away in the back of her head, Lily followed the trail back into the taped-off area, fetching up against a tree. She breathed deeply, letting the various scents filter into her sensitive nose. Someone human had been here too. The scents were mingled, all old, all at about the same time as far as she could tell. A human, two Kadzait, and a small predatory animal. There was nothing remarkable about any of the scents though. Even the faint traces of the human were generic. Nothing to tip her off as to the sex.
There was one more scent to be analyzed, and she couldn't place it. Far too faint. It was an odor associated with the human. Lily growled to herself. This might be the key; at the very least it was a clue and she couldn't decipher it. She pressed her nose against the tree. No. It was too far gone. The best she could do was commit it to memory in case it ever came up again.
Huffing a few times, she barked shortly at her companions. She didn't know if they could even detect it. It was buried under layers and layers of other foreign scents. It was worth a try though.
Lowering her nose to the ground she began to work her way from one end of the site to the other. her search occasionally took her outside of the taped-in crime scene, for the event had not been entirely contained in the yellow tape.
She recognized the smells of the two Pack members. They had remained in their forms throughout; they had to have. Aidan hadn't indicated they had any ability to resist their changes and it had been the night before the full moon. Wolf-scent was everywhere.
There was something else. Something under the wolf-scent that rang a bell. Using her dexterous claws to flip over some leaves she discovered the remains of a rabbit, clearly someone's midnight snack. She sniffed it; nothing unusual. No foreign substances her nose could detect. Unfinished, though. Usually when they were moon-crazed, their kind was almost impossible to interrupt while eating.
She continued to search; the rabbit wasn't the unusual scent. So... something else. Something carnivorous. She recognized a faint musky odor that wasn't either of the two murdered Kadzait and didn't belong to any game animal she knew. What it was, she had no idea. It was too old. A wild wolf or dog, perhaps... even a fox trying to scavenge the remains of a kill. Perhaps it had come upon the Kadzait unintentionally. But that couldn't explain the injuries or the deaths.
Filing her observations away in the back of her head, Lily followed the trail back into the taped-off area, fetching up against a tree. She breathed deeply, letting the various scents filter into her sensitive nose. Someone human had been here too. The scents were mingled, all old, all at about the same time as far as she could tell. A human, two Kadzait, and a small predatory animal. There was nothing remarkable about any of the scents though. Even the faint traces of the human were generic. Nothing to tip her off as to the sex.
There was one more scent to be analyzed, and she couldn't place it. Far too faint. It was an odor associated with the human. Lily growled to herself. This might be the key; at the very least it was a clue and she couldn't decipher it. She pressed her nose against the tree. No. It was too far gone. The best she could do was commit it to memory in case it ever came up again.
Huffing a few times, she barked shortly at her companions. She didn't know if they could even detect it. It was buried under layers and layers of other foreign scents. It was worth a try though.
Xeph
15 years ago
So far they seemed to have turned up nothing. Xeph sighed to himself. He watched as Brig and Hammer examined the scene, moving slowly and methodically over the ground. Lily, on the other hand, immediately took off, moving back and forth over the entire site before apparently hitting a trail that intrigued her.
He watched as she spent a little time outside the taped scene, following her over and sniffing at the remains of a dead rabbit. Puzzled, he looked up as she barked at him from back across the police line. As he approached she indicated a spot with her nose, a roughed-up area on a standing tree where the bark had been rubbed away. No, not rubbed, but smashed. As if something heavy had been thrown against it, like a wolf. Or a person.
Xeph inhaled - nothing. Whatever Lily was trying to tell him, it was lost on him. There were mingled faint scents of wolves mixed with human scents, too many and too overpowering to detect anything more subtle.
He looked to Brig and Hammer to see if they could make any sense of what Lily was trying to show them.
He watched as she spent a little time outside the taped scene, following her over and sniffing at the remains of a dead rabbit. Puzzled, he looked up as she barked at him from back across the police line. As he approached she indicated a spot with her nose, a roughed-up area on a standing tree where the bark had been rubbed away. No, not rubbed, but smashed. As if something heavy had been thrown against it, like a wolf. Or a person.
Xeph inhaled - nothing. Whatever Lily was trying to tell him, it was lost on him. There were mingled faint scents of wolves mixed with human scents, too many and too overpowering to detect anything more subtle.
He looked to Brig and Hammer to see if they could make any sense of what Lily was trying to show them.
Brig Jameson
15 years ago
Both Brig and Hammer moved quietly over to the spot the Alpha had inspected. Brig scratched at the ground and both red wolves pushed the leaves around with their noses. Whatever Lily could detect, it was long gone for either one of the reds to smell, much less track.
Moving over to the tree, Brig inspected the smashed wood, but again found nothing that he was able to discern.
Moving over to the tree, Brig inspected the smashed wood, but again found nothing that he was able to discern.
Xeph
15 years ago
Xeph shook himself. Not a single one of them seemed to recognize what it was Lily was trying to show them. But then, that's why she'd come along. Xeph felt a surge of hope. Whatever it was, it must be a clue. It must be something important that the rest of them hadn't been able to discern.
Whatever it was, though, would have to wait. The moon was still too much for them to resist. Until tomorrow morning, he would have to be clueless. It was enough that his mother had found something though.
Feeling a little bit like a frustrated kid on Christmas, Xeph sent the others on their way. He remained at the scene for a while longer, trying to reconstruct it both on two feet and four, but coming to no better conclusion than he had previuosly; there had been some sort of struggle.
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Whatever it was, though, would have to wait. The moon was still too much for them to resist. Until tomorrow morning, he would have to be clueless. It was enough that his mother had found something though.
Feeling a little bit like a frustrated kid on Christmas, Xeph sent the others on their way. He remained at the scene for a while longer, trying to reconstruct it both on two feet and four, but coming to no better conclusion than he had previuosly; there had been some sort of struggle.
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