The evening deepened as the tribe took up patrol. Clouds covered the sky, making visibility difficult. Only the pack's keen sense of sight helped even in the thick darkness. Few animals moved about the woods. Even the predatory ones kept to their dens. It was as though they knew evil was lurking.
A section of the pack retraced the path Slaton and the others took when they left the house. It was easy to distinguish the scents that were still present though faint. There was no evidence that anyone had moved through the region which puzzled them all. They had expected to see the tracks of them along with broken branches. There was not even a place where they had camped during the nights. None of their senses picked up on them aside from the smells which was picked up periodically. The pack k
