I felt it. I’d slept poorly again and awoken late to find Chance gone. The pack would not be far off now and I hastened to find them, climbing through loose gravel and the short, tough shrubs and grasses which grew there. There were noises, the sound of metal and machinery maybe, the clacking and rattling unique to people and their things. The pack was close and I could see them as shadows among the rocks and bushes, moving closer, and they would take him down soon. I felt it like a hammer to my temple and everything went black for a second, there was a sickening wave of pain and I was clawing at him even as my body crashed into his. I’d take him at the neck, where he was exposed and weak. He’d been looking at me and his finger had jerked with surprise. My fingernails were thick and sharp, enough so I could tear through those clothes and into him. He hadn’t been aiming though, my mind registered that in the split second I had before meeting him.
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