Chapter 89
She was close to the quarry she'd sought for many days and she hurried on, pausing occasionally to make sure her companions were coming along behind. Testing the wind again, she turned down a ravine, scoured clean by rushing water in the rainy season. When she found the figure lying beside the big log, she paused again to check for unseen danger again but could find none. Her nostrils were filled with the scent of the man-thing and she paced forward eagerly. She bent her neck low to the ground and nudged the body of the man she'd trailed for so many miles. § Miles woke to sudden wetness on his face and a gentle jostling. Opening the one eye that still worked, he saw four monstrous shapes gathered around him. They shuffled closer, pressing their muzzles against him. Jarred awake, his hea
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