Tangled Up In Blue

He stood crouched over Zee’s little form, breathing wide through his nostrils as he sought a scent. He couldn’t believe what his senses were telling him. He could scent only Zee, and the hot springs. Nothing that could account for the form that had ghosted past them - almost over them - and vanished again. Hackles raised, he almost didn’t realise how long he was pinning Zee to the ground. He ignored her demand in favour of listening to the woods. Seeking out something… anything…

And then Zee was wiggling out from under him, and he forced himself to relax his stance. Still placing himself in front of Zee and the direction the creature had gone. Zee shrank back beneath him, and the feel of her body bumping lightly into him broke the spell. He shook out his head, biting back a growl. “Marshal, sweep the area” he barked out, before cautiously turning his attention back to his wife. “I didn’t get a good look at it, it moved so fast. It was dark, and… it…” he could barely say the words, he did not believe them himself. “...Vanished that direction.” he said instead.


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