Great Bear Wilderness i am the clown with the tear-away face.

Peregrine couldn't know what Finley was seeing but her observation happened to come no more than two seconds after he absently released a silent fart into the night air. So when she seemed to be staring behind him, clearly envisioning something, he stood there pondering over whether these magical mushrooms had given his pack mate some sort of X-ray vision. Fart-ray vision? he mused silently.

"What exactly did you see?" he pressed her curiously.