*The Hunting Party*

Cormac stared at the tracks he found. There were only a few strange impressions, and most of them were indistinct. Only one was truly clear, and what he saw made no sense. This print was far too large to be Brynn’s.

“Did any of you lose a boot while you ran? Maybe you were disoriented and didn’t realize you’d come in this direction.” He was growing more concerned by the minute.

“No,” Garan said firmly, and the others shook their heads as ...