"He lookes gaunt, as though he'd been a while without food. My nose told me, even over the smell of gasoline oil, and antifreeze permeating the garage, that it had been an equually long time since he'd seen a shower. And, under the dirt, sweat, and old fear, was the distinctive scent of werewolf".

ur Moon called av Patricia Briggs, s 2. Första delen om bilmekanikern Mercy Thompson som kan ta prärievargens form och som huvudlöst kastas in i ett spel på liv och död.