Sleepy Fox Hollow Stinkend

The coyote… duh.

Isa didn’t listen very well. It was probably why their dad was spending so much time with her. She needed the special classes – one-on-one time at a slower pace so that she could retain the information. Emmerich might have snickered at this internal thought if he wasn’t feeling particularly haughty. His sister might know how to irritate him, but he knew that his skills as a guardian were beyond hers.

I met a woman from another pack. She was seeking a man with a red coat. She said that if we found him, we would get a favor from their pack.

Emmerich sneered now. His sharp yellow eyes flashed toward his sister.

Makes sense that papa would want ya to learn from the best warriors. Yer pretty far behind, after all.

A haughty laugh sounded from his lips.