"I'm down for some moose." Akira said, walking out of camp. "I think I saw a travelling group of 'em last night. They were sleeping, of course." "Ok then." Lyla said, itching to sink her teeth into one of them. She lowered her nose to the ground, and got a big whiff of moose. "I think they're this way!" Tulum followed Tenebris out of camp.