Sheepeater Cliff consume

Several things happened at once. A dark shape, presumably the moaner, trotted into view - and it knew her name. Bazi scarcely had time to connect the fading memory of Tiarnán's face with the now very vivid reality of it before a second voice, this one growling, joined the mix.

Elation, trepidation, and confusion clashed and fought within the ghostly Creek girl, rendering her unable to do anything but stare, speechless and a little open-mouthed, at her approaching friend. "Tiarnán," Bazi croaked awkwardly, but the sound of approaching paws was getting louder. She craned her neck and the body reluctantly followed, until she was looking in the direction of the third entity (presumably a wolf) with Tiarnán-sized space beside her.