Noctisardor Bypass Well I uh, I didn't really bring any, I mean, my wallet's back in the car.

Haunt offered a perfunctory nod and a murmured, "Later." She didn't bother saying anything else in response to his speculation. In fact, she didn't spare another thought for the dead and decaying bighorn sheep. There was fresh prey on the menu today, close at hand. She could smell them now. Haunt even imagined she could sense them, wriggling there beneath the earth.

Soon, she could see the telltale markers of the warren, the holes tucked away in the grass. She paused and glanced at her brother, wondering how Warlock wanted to proceed. While she waited for his call, she crouched low to the ground, licking her chops. The cool grass tickled her belly as she gathered her haunches, staying put but preparing for any sudden movement that might prove necessary.