Vivocateur

A chiming sound filled the room as Red’s desk comm chirped at her. The Daedalian hunting guide twitched her ears at the sound. She didn’t get a lot of calls and most potential customers walked in directly. Still, she did advertise her frequency for a reason. Picking the receiver up, she cleared her throat before speaking in the most pleasant voice she could muster, “Red, here.” A man’s cheery customer service voice answered her on the other end, “Yes. Hello. This is Garth Lens. I’m with Lawless and Sons mining.” “And what can I do for you Mr. Lens,” Red asked. “I was calling to see if your services are available. We’ve been told you’re the best tracker in the business and we have a possible job for you.” Red swiveled an ear back as she ran a finger down her muzzle. It wasn’t too uncommon for a mining company to want to hire a hunting guide. Perhaps a predator was causing problems for their workers or maybe some executives were looking to do something exciting for a company