Hecate was perched on a large stone, looking up into the sky when they arrived. The dog moved forward, and received a few pats for his trouble, before sitting at her feet with the rest of his pack.
"Good evening, Vance."
She turned toward him, smiling. "Have a seat. Isn't it a beautiful night?"
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