Morning dawned bright and still. Logan opened his eyes and stretched, then showered to finish waking up. Kenu still slept. The back door stood ajar, but Blaze wasn’t in sight. Logan stepped outside and called, but if Blaze was close by, he didn’t respond with a howl or his presence. Logan filled the water bowl and again set it outside, then returned to the kitchen to make coffee and breakfast.
“Hmm. I smell something good,” Kenu said, his braids loose and tousled from sleeping deeply.
“I was hungry for fry bread. How’re you feeling?”
“Chest still sore, but not so much.”
“Take another pain pill and use the ice pack. I put it in the freezer last night. I can’t find Blaze, so I’m going to track him. We need to get back to Yellowstone Gateway before he changes.”
“I’ll go, too.”
Logan put
