Julie exhaled shakily, relief washing over her so suddenly that her knees nearly buckled. “Peter!” she hissed, stepping out from her hiding spot. “You scared me half to death.” Peter frowned, glancing around the clearing.
“What are you doing out here alone? You could’ve been hurt—or worse.” His tone was sharp, but Julie could see the worry in his eyes. She gestured toward the moose, which stood watching them silently. “It led me here.