She'd been in the woods for a week, keeping in contact with her parents. But she needed a good, long shower, a charge for her phone and she missed a real bed. So she'd packed up camp and headed in the direction of the nearest town. It was just a small mountain town. She suspected the town's people had an idea of what the packs that lived in these mountains were. They were friendly and civil, but they had a look that told her they knew. Any time she'd come through town she'd just gotten that idea off the body language. She hoped that wouldn't cause issues for her. She had a full day's walk ahead of her if she kept a good pace going.
Halfway through the day her senses began to perk up. Someone was shadowing her. Whoever it was, wasn't someone she knew. They didn't ever get close enough to
