When mountain ranges cut across the horizon before and behind her and the blue Toyota still hovered in her rearview mirror, Terrin’s better judgment gave way to curiosity. She slowed the car towards a turnoff.
In the passenger’s seat, Lys twisted and stared at their tail. The weak sunlight glinted off the sedan’s windshield as it approached. Alone, and in Shifter territory, this was the last thing they needed. “Terrin, what are you doing?”
“They’re following us,” Terrin explained. A small turn out of packed dirt provided a break from the winding mountain road. Their car trundled over the uneven ground, rocking them back and forth in their seats.
“Yah, and now they’re catching us. Why are we stopping?” Sometimes Lys wondered what was loose in her friend’s head.
“They probably just want to see why we are here.” They pulled to a complete stop, heat rising off the car in the morning air. Terrin unbuckled her seat belt. “It’s their territory. We should explain why we’ve come.”
“And a deserted mountain road is the perfect place to do it,” Lys said and followed Terrin out of the car frowning. The cold hit her immediately. She fought a yawn “Not everyone can be won over by your tenacious niceness.”
Terrin couldn’t entirely hide her smile, she was nervous and Lys’ characteristic distrust was comforting in its reliability. “Worked on you.”
The blue Toyota pulled into the turn off behind them. The two men who stepped outside were covered in vintage tattoos and wore their beards neatly trimmed. One even had suspenders over a rolled white shirt. They looked like outdoorsy hipsters, nothing like the insular pack of creatures Lys had described.
“Do not think I don’t regret that occasionally,” Lys said beneath her breath. Terrin ignored the grumble for what it was and prepared a wide smile for the two wary strangers.