It's Argent, It's Strife {4}

chapter two

"Whoever this is, is about to have a colossal amount of hellfire rained down upon them"

"Oh, good morning, sunshine" Stiles Stilinski responded sarcastically,
"I need your help with tracking a werecoyote"

Rory sat up onto her elbows and looked over at her clock that was sitting on her bedside table showing her that it was a quarter past five in the morning,
"Why are you up this early?"

"I never went to bed" Stiles informed her,
"Scott and I were up late last night and I haven't been sleeping great lately. Weird dreams"

Rory yawned slightly as she sat up, leaning against her headboard,
"Like what?"

"I don't know" Stiles muttered gently,
"I mean, I've been having dreams about the Nemeton and they're like dreams within dreams"

"Like nightmares"

"Yeah" Stiles nodded even though Rory couldn't see him,
"Do you wanna go get some breakfast or something? I mean, I woke you up the least I can do is get you something to eat"

Rory glanced back over at her clock, being sourly reminded that it wasn't even six o'clock yet,
"Yeah, okay. Breakfast"

"I'll come and get you in 20 minutes" Stiles informed her, a grin spreading across his face.

"Okay, it's uh, apartment 414 - there's no name on the doorbell"

"A werecoyote?"

"Yes"

"That's a thing?"

"Yes"

"It's too early for this"

Stiles grinned over at Rory who was sunk down in his passenger seat, her elbow resting on the door while her head laid in her hand, Stiles watched as her eyes fluttered for a moment causing him to reach out and shake her shoulder gently.

"Hey,"

"What?"

"Don't go to sleep" Stiles said with a grin,
"We're almost there"

Rory sighed,
"What colour was the coyote?"

"Uh, silver, grey, I think" Stiles answered with a small frown,
"Why?"

"It's nothing" Rory shook her head,
"Come on, let's go find Scott"

Rory pushed the door open before walking towards the school, Stiles walked after her, catching up when she found Scott.

"Here's where we found the den" Stiles pointed out on the map that was being displayed on the tablet in his hands,
"It's right in the middle of the hiking trails"

"Well, that could narrow it down" Allison informed them,
"Coyotes travel on fixed trails"

"You're right about her not going back to the den" Rory informed them, glancing over at Scott,
"Coyotes don't like wolves"

"And they're really smart" Allison tacked on,
"If they don't want to be heard, they actually walk on their toes"

"Coyotes tip-toe?"

"They tip-toe" The pair of cousins nod in unison.

The bell above them echoed out telling the girls that they were late for their art class and were no doubt in for a lecture from their best friend.

"We have to go, but send me the pinned location" Allison said before she and Rory vacated the classroom.