Twas the Night Before Christmas

Rhyme caught spider out of the corner of his eye, not sure what to make of the relief he uttered quietly. Rhyme wasn’t one to pry though, and he wasn’t about to forbid Spider from leaving Abaven’s borders. Whatever was giving Spider the confidence to live again Rhyme would not begrudge him that. Spider asked a valid question as he got comfortable next to Rhyme. The slate alpha was surprised at the oportunity to have a conversation with Spider, but he wasn’t about to end it quickly. "I’m not sure." He answered truthfully. Rhyme really did hope they had covered the boy’s trail well enough any Hunters might not be able to find him. Rhyme knew them better than that though. "More likely though, it’s only a matter of time before they realize he’s here." He managed not to say we’re here. Rhyme didn’t enjoy being reminded he had been just as helpless to free himself as Epitaph.