Razorback Ridge arsonist's lullabye

Grezig was silent as the male dropped the deer leg at his paws and uttered what she could only guess what a thinly veiled threat—or a bad attempt at humor. “I have no intention of coming any closer,” she assured the male. “I was just leaving.” Right as she was about to turn around, though, he picked his food up again… and tossed it at her. She stopped, turned and looked at it, and then up at him.

The piece of meat sat between them like a child caught between two fighting parents. After a pregnant pause, she raised one eyebrow and asked flatly, “Do you take me for a fool?”