They heard twigs and snow crunching behind them. Footfalls of boots. Sensing danger, their heads whipped in the direction, as Caleb's and Auril's hands went on their daggers sheathed in their belts. The noise came from the thicket of trees behind them.
Caleb came in front of Elize and shoved her behind him much to her irritation. "Who's there?" he said, his lips curled to show his fangs, his claws lengthening. They saw a woman emerging from behind a tree. Caleb's heart almost jumped out of its ribcage at the danger and his hand curled tightly around the hilt of his dagger.
