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"Your guess is at good as mine," she said quietly. There was no guesses, really, and Charlotte was certain Lis would understand what she meant, that it was the kind they knew too well. "It didn't happen here or last night." It happened during a full moon, which was about a week ago. To everyone else, it was fresh, happened last night, but they knew better. And whoever had done it did too, which had her on edge. "There's no details yet, but it looks like something from out of town." Charlotte hadn't asked Lis if she had done anything because she knew she wouldn't. Maybe it would be easier if it was someone from her pack, that way it could be handled quickly. "I hope Samuel has been able to avoid getting near." Not that he wouldn't know, or at least hear a little about it. Or maybe Lis was better at keeping the bad things at bay than her family always had been. / @ofmoonliights

Elisabeth had been on edge since the news broke, sending Samuel to stay with her parents for a few days so that she could help the pack with whatever was needed. They were retired, somewhat, living their lives a couple of towns over and there was no one she trusted more than her father to keep her son safe. That was what mattered. She'd been on edge all day, working from her office in the studio with the door firmly shut, not welcoming lingering conversations but at the same time, not doing anything productive beyond thinking who could've been behind this. Not the Crescent wolves, the Lunara? A lone wolf? Once the studio was quiet enough for her to bail, she was gone, to Brennans and sat at the bar talking to Charlotte. Needing some reassurance. "Any ideas on the kind of animal?" she asked quietly, fingers gripping the beer she had been nursing for a minute now, and knowing that Charlotte would understand her true meaning. Not a what...a who.