"Disguise our scent." Thal made a face. "All kinds of gross things to roll around in out here I'm betting. As for tracks, going through the rocks'll as much as possible'll help. Keep us out of sight, too."
"Song dogs barking at the break of dawn, lightning pushes the edges of a thunderstorm; and these streets, quiet as a sleeping army, send their battered dreams to heaven."
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