Nick just growled in response and let saliva drip onto his prey's fur.
"He was seen chasing after a cow moose that wasn't there."
"Even a bull moose isn't that dense."
"There was a scent, but no cow, a call, but no bull. My year's mate's brother's cousin's last year's mate's litter eldest saw it."
"And what do you expect for this information?"
"My children are abroad tonight. Don't hunt them."
"And you?"
"I am prey rightfully caught, just be quick."
Rabbits, while tasty, were on the small side. Nick thought about what the rabbit had told him as he crunched its bones.
How could there be the scent of a cow without a cow? It didn't make sense. There must be a simple explanation. Tomorrow he'd talk to the moose and then it would be her problem. He licked the last of the blood off hi
