The cabin distracted Emma from the snide remark that she was building about their tracking skills, and instead she gave it her full attention. As it came into view, she changed course to beeline for it, hiking up the hill with solid determination.

"I don't think he'd still be sitting on his porch if a beast had come charging by looking for townspeople to eat." There was disbelief in her tone, like the appearance of this man was leading her to believe maybe there wasn't really a monster at all. She holstered her gun as she drew closer to the cabin. There was a speediness in her step, a hurry that had a pretty obvious intent of wanting to beat him there so that she could do the talking.