5
As soon as the sun climbed over the top of the limestone cliffs the next morning, the group left the shelter of the werefoxes behind and headed in the direction of possible civilization. Orla was utilizing the best of her psychic ability to sense the direction. The liquid map Lorcan relied on didn’t seem to work consistently. They followed the coast for a while, with the endless open water on one side and the limestone cliffs on the other.
Roy pointed in the distance. “I think that’s a town.” He squinted his eyes, spotting the silhouettes of buildings.
“Finally,” Orla sighed. Lorcan grinned and kissed her on the cheek.
They walked a bit further and finally arrived at a town. There were a couple of blocks of small houses, a few convenience stores, a gas station, and a grocery store on
