The shift back from animal to human didn't hurt as much now, not since Echo had been getting in touch with the Wolf. She could smell the burning cactus as she got dressed in the dark. There were voices coming from near the crater, but she couldn't really pick out the words from where she was. She clumsily put her feet back into her shoes, feeling thankful that she hadn't bothered with socks.

The hybrid warily approached the meteor's crash site, picking out three figures in the glare of headlights. When she recognized the motorcycle, her posture relaxed a single notch. The lone cactus was still smoldering, but the flames had died down. Her shirt was on backwards and inside out. She wasn't aware of it.

"Think there's gonna be more?"