[ As soon as he'd gotten outside Dexter had decided that maybe this wasn't a great plan after all. The smell is awful, and there's noises in the distance that curdle his blood--and considering the things he's seen that's a pretty big ask.
But he freezes when he sees the animal approaching him, looking like no other animal he's ever seen - especially not in Miami. But he's hunted before, and he slides his hand into his back pocket, sliding his knife free. Eight inches, a fang-tipped hunting blade with a serrated reverse edge. He was lucky to have it.
So was this wolf the kind of creature he'd been warned about? He couldn't tell. It didn't seem to be determined to attack him, which was a start at least. And it wasn't barking the way dogs liked to bark at him. ]
Stay.
[ He sidesteps the animal, trying to circle it, not looking away, though he does glance around. He needs to find his son. If he's out here alone... ]
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But he freezes when he sees the animal approaching him, looking like no other animal he's ever seen - especially not in Miami. But he's hunted before, and he slides his hand into his back pocket, sliding his knife free. Eight inches, a fang-tipped hunting blade with a serrated reverse edge. He was lucky to have it.
So was this wolf the kind of creature he'd been warned about? He couldn't tell. It didn't seem to be determined to attack him, which was a start at least. And it wasn't barking the way dogs liked to bark at him. ]
Stay.
[ He sidesteps the animal, trying to circle it, not looking away, though he does glance around. He needs to find his son. If he's out here alone... ]
Harrison? You out here buddy? Come to Daddy.