Night on the bayou

Merlin lay asleep in Zeke’s arms, on the narrow bed nestled in the back of the cabin, the only light coming from a single lamp sitting on the small table in the center of the room. Suddenly, Zeke stiffened beside her, and looking up, she saw his eyes were open and his jaw was clenched, he was wide awake. Silently, he motioned for her to be quiet as he sat up in bed and sniffed the air, his head cocked to one side. He quietly got out of bed, pulling her with him and gestured for her to get dressed as he moved towards the table and extinguished the lamp. Padding silently to the window in just his underwear, he peered out into the night just as a long, piercing howl broke the silence. 

Merlin froze, goosebumps forming on her arms as the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Fully dressed, she went to stand beside him at the window as another howl came from outside, followed by a series of howls that reverberated through the trees. From the window, she could just