“What’s the situation?” Darian said in a quiet voice as he and Leon made an appearance behind the two lookouts.
Luke jolted slightly, he had been expecting them but had gotten distracted which was why he was taken by surprise but Clay was not exactly expecting them so he got a bad fright.
Yelling as he flinched violently, quickly, Leon tugged him closer to slap a hand over his mouth.
“Damn, at this rate, there’ll be no coyotes left to kill.” He muttered, his sharp eyes taking in the coyotes who had luckily not been startled by Clay’s yelling.
Luke was worried however about Clay who Leon still had a hold on, the poor werewolf was starting to turn a really worrisome pale shade.
“Leo, let go of the kid.” Darian thankfully stepped in before Clay blacked out, Clay wisely putting distance between them.
Quickly, Luke filled them in on what little they knew, dawn was approaching so they needed to get to work before the animals disappeared for the day.