Chapter 15
Mateo wasn’t suited to this terrain. His black fur stood out against the tan and sun-scorched green, and it made him too hot. Even though Dazi had brought him his clothes, he didn’t want to change back yet. A rocky outcropping provided shade and a decent hiding place where he could gather his thoughts. He knew he couldn’t stay there for long, since the Mukua’poan would certainly know every inch of their territory and all the places a jaguar could potentially hide, but he appreciated the respite nonetheless.
He shouldn’t have shouted at Dazi. Not only would that alert everyone to his position, but Dazi had been trying to apologize. Mateo hadn’t been in the mood for half-assed excuses. I thought we were past all the secrets and lies. You were telling me so much, why couldn’t you
