Mateo listened to the legend with rapt attention. He had performed enough magic to know it was real, but he had never heard of something on this scale before. This wasn’t mere energy manipulation; this was an entire group of people with a supernatural ability. “So…the dog and the prey I smelled earlier…”
“My friends, Kesi and Kuhma. They chose coyote and elk, respectively. Kesi’s younger brother, Tommo, is with us too, but I don’t know if you would recognize an eagle’s scent when there’s so much else to smell.”
An elk would explain the prey scent, although Mateo had never eaten one personally. He had hunted plenty of deer, and he hoped he hadn’t accidentally eaten one of Dazi’s relatives. His stomach growling involuntarily. Changing always made him hungry, and the sandwich and granola ba
