Moon Bound

2

Tracks to follow
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Accalia
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Twenty-one hours remained of their hunt and they hadn't gotten any closer to the lycan other than tracing the paw prints cemented into the dirt they drove upon.

It was growing stale.

Accalia could feel it.

They found no blood, wisp of fur or even heard a howl.

Wherever this lycan was, it wasn't in their sight of vision.

In the woods they travelled, the trees drew closer to each other and the branches blocked out the blazing sun as the car pushed on.

There was something odd Accalia couldn't place about these woods. The setting was dreary and filled with a dark green abundance. Orange rays of the sun would filter through the gaps of branches, lighting up the woodland dimly until it fell back into dreariness once again.

"Do you know where we are?" Accalia asked, stiffening in her seat as she kept her eyes on the paw prints ahead.

Cadence peered around and pointed out to the window with her thumb. "The highway is over there, we aren't that far from civilisation."

"It's not that," Accalia stated and bit the inside of her cheek, pulling at the flesh nervously. "We don't know where we are."

Cadence shrugged nonchalantly and hung her arm out the window. "We always find our way back home, Accalia. We've done this heaps of times."

Accalia shook her head. Again, Cadence's mindset wasn't linked with Accalia's. It wasn't that. They didn't know where they were and they hadn't seen the lycan since it was freed. Whenever they travelled, going on hunts to track lycans or werewolves, they either always had Tristan or William with them.

They hadn't been given the trust to do it on their own. William didn't allow this out of the goodness of his heart or because he trusted them. He did it out of spite. It was punishment.

This felt horribly wrong.

"We usually always have Tristan with us." Accalia pointed out and bit at her nail, unable to shake the discomfort writhing inside. Nothing could subdue it.

Cadence scoffed mockingly. "You doubt my abilities? I'll get us home and with the lycan's canines."

Accalia slanted her head to the side, facing her cousin and watched as her jaw ticked. Cadence was nervous, she was just skilled at masking it.

"We have to kill it before we even can get home," Accalia muttered under her breath and slumped in the seat, wrapping her arms around her middle.

"Hey, just focus on the paw prints, alright? I'll do the driving, I'll do the killing and then you can take all the credit. Sound good?" Cadence suggested with a snicker.

Accalia didn't comment back.

While Cadence drove ahead, watching on the outskirts, Accalia observed was what near and what remained.

And that was nothing.

Slowly, however, it happened, the hard-hitting paw prints that stamped clearly into the earth became difficult to see and it was like trying to find a needle in a haystack.

No paw prints of the lycan could be found.

"The prints have faded," Accalia grumbled and slammed the heel of her palm against the dashboard. "We lost him."

"And here I thought you'd be glad."

Accalia shot her younger cousin a leer and said, "Dad will lose it if we go home empty-handed."