Lone Star Mountain see in the dark

The one man was starting to explain -- even if he was particularly hard to understand, some was clearly not a language she'd heard before. Claiming they weren't going to harm her pups despite boxing them in the way they were. 

All might have been well and good aside from the fact that Haunt then bolted. And apparently her shout of, HAUNT, and despite her name almost doubling as "halt," that seemed ineffective. There was far too much of her father in that child -- and considering he had up and vanished, Kaertok hadn't exactly proven to be a particularly reliable role model. From a prowl she sped up to run forward again.

Problem being, there were two of them, chase one, the other could escape, and they had enough control over their own bodies now that she couldn't capture and retrieve fast enough to keep them on the same track. She had to make the practical decision, between the certain location of her son and the uncertain path of her daughter, and she chose the former. Her bound forward came to a halt and she spun to Vex -- the one easier to control just by virtue of him freezing rather than sprinting -- entirely ready to tackle and pin him to the ground if he tried to move an inch, but with a terse question that maybe could put her ahead of Haunt if there was a particular location in mind, Where were you going? Besides right into a pit of trouble. They'd successfully done that bit real well. You were being hunted. And not just by her, but by the now-dead coyote. Her glance flicked to the men -- man, the other disappeared -- and the direction Haunt had gone down -- then back to Vex. There was underneath that the anxiousness of wanting to chase, but also not wanting to lose the child that was here. She couldn't be in two places at once. This had never been an issue with Terance's children. If she was to chase her daughter, Vexation needed to not earn that name right now. They needed to go catch her.