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“We are ready to go,” Fox tells me.

This is starting to feel like a bad idea, but I don’t think there’s anything I could say or do to dissuade my brothers against it now. They look more than ready to get out there and cause some chaos.

I could use a little of that myself.

I smile at Fox. “Let’s go.”

Chapter Fourteen

Fox

Theforestismuchnicer than The Abyss. I always wonder why I don’t spend more time there when I step through the portal, yet when I’m in The Abyss I have no real reason to want to be anywhere else. Despite our sparse living arrangements, I am almost content with what we have.

My older brothers can be a little boring, but they are loyal and fierce.

Snake is lucky he has me, otherwise he would be just as boring as Scar and Scratch.

I am much more fun to be around, because I do not take everything so seriously.

Besides my need for a mate, which has been consuming me lately.

This is a phase all shifters must navigate.

I would prefer to navigate it with a partner.

It is fortunate that we are now able to access Nightshade.

I am eager to see what human women look like.

Scar did not explain that very well.

I have never been able to picture it.

“We should head to the creek, first,” I tell Scratch. “I do not wish to be unclean when I meet my first human.”

He sighs. “We don’t have time for that.”

Snake hisses his annoyance before he scales the closest tree and starts to swing from tree to tree like a big, scaly monkey. It is a strange word for an animal who can do what Snake does, and I cannot picture what it looks like other than to try and imagine Snake with hair. It is a disgusting thought.

“Where is he going?” Scratch asks, as if I’m supposed to know.

I shrug as we watch him go. “He did not like that you think we don’t have time to make ourselves presentable, so I would have guessed he was headed to the creek, except he is going the wrong way.”

“I knew this was a mistake,” Scratch gripes as we follow Snake on foot.

“It was not a mistake,” I tell him. “At least, you’re not the one who made the mistake. Scar should have told us in the first place. No doubt he would have ordered us to stay put, but it would have stopped this from happening, at least.”

I wave up at the trees.

“I thought cats were supposed to be good in trees?” Scratch asks.

“No, according to Scar, cats are good at gettingstuckin trees. So, it would not be a smart idea for me to try and impersonate Snake. Perhaps wolves are more monkey-like.”

He scowls at me. “Forget that idea. Call him back.”

“Call him back?” I ask, pointing to where our friend is. “Do you seriously think he will hear me from all the way up there? And even if he did, what makes you think he will listen?”

“He always listens to you! You’re on his level, or something.”

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