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She met his giggled explanation with a blink. How was that possible? Haunt peered warily into the tunnel. She knew nothing of acoustics, so she struggled to grasp it. Her yellow eyes only swung back when he expressed sudden doubt and asked her if she thought anyone was down there.

"I don't know," Haunt answered. She'd seen caves before—she'd been staying in a small one ever since coming here—but this was unlike anything she'd ever seen. This place was significantly more cavernous, the ceilings and walls so high and wide that perhaps a dozen wolves could walk in at once, abreast or stacked.

That mental image made her snort. Although there was something spooky about the black, yawning grotto, she caught her companion's eye and said, "Guess we could try and find out? I'm Haunt, by the way."