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Chapter 367 of Book 3 is in the queue

January 22, 2016
Posted at 2:17 pm

This week with Arlene and Jeff:

...A couple of hours later, just when he was beginning to hope, Lobo shifted to lay his head on Morales' legs. When he reached to pet the wolf, he felt the rumble of a quiet growl coming from his friend. Oh, shit. But after a few minutes without anything further, he was about to say something to Lobo when he heard the cat's hunting cough.

"Fuck you, you son-of-a-bitch," he said under his breath, still hoping the cat would pass them by.

The saber-tooth let out a screaming roar that Morales figured was designed to terrify its prey and make them break cover. Well, the terrifying part sure as hell worked, he thought as he came to his feet in order to brace himself so he could look down the tree better. Two big eyes, reflecting red in the moonlight, stared up the tree at him.

"Go away to live another day, Pussycat. If you come up here, you're going to meet a shit storm of sharp objects headed your way," he yelled down to the cat.

Have a goodun;