"You sound fairly optimistic, but your scent gives you away," Mercy said, eyes scanning the area around her. "Of course, only to a coyote or a werewolf, so you're pretty safe."

She glanced at him over her shoulder. "I'm really hard to lie to. Part of why being at my Mom's was tough."

She froze for a moment, then let her breath out softly as the movement turned out to be a teal deer heading... somewhere safer, Mercy hoped.