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She squinted at them, and rolled her head to the side, trying to see who they were. But their faces were dark, obscured by the shadows as the sun set swiftly behind them. She was drifting again, floating in a sea of black. Her eyes were heavy and she needed to sleep. She could rest for a little while, she thought, now that the danger had passed http://www.milaci.ro She looked hard, one last time, trying to see something she could recognize. And then, to her horror, she did. Flickering above them, in the chilly mountain wind, she saw a black vulture gripping a frog in its mighty talons. She opened her mouth to scream, but the breath stuck in her throat, making nothing but a soft gagging sound. And then she was sinking, falling headfirst into the surrounding darkness.The campsite was very cozy. Just like a house, but out in nature. It had three big boulders for walls, set up against the mountain, and a nice flat floor. And as long as it didn’t rain, which never happened in the summer, they didn’t need a roof. Isabel stood back, her wings collapsed, her hands on her hips, and admired their handiwork. She and her sisters had spent the last hour collecting little bits of grasses and whatever soft shrubbery they could find. It hadn’t been as hard as they’d thought. There was life all over the dry mountainside if you looked. Before long, the three of them had a big enough pile of grasses to make four small pillows. See, Isabel said proudly, I told you we could do it. Rhiannon nodded. Yes, you did. Now can I stop hearing about it? Isabel shrugged her shoulders. She smiled and reached for Cricket, who was bouncing up and down in the big pile of grasses. Kevin opened his eyes as the little girl squealed with delight, then went back to his nap. He’d also been lucky that evening, finding an abandoned nest of hawk eggs at the top of a tall rock. Now he was very full, still loaded down with half of the large rat from the Wood, plus the eggs. He wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of the night coiled in the corner against the soothingly warm rock and sleep. It’s getting dark, Rhi. I’m hungry. Isabel asked as she caught her breath. She’d been chasing Cricket around the campsite, making the little girl laugh loudly. I don’t know, Rhiannon answered, but settle down. You don’t know what’s out there. Be quiet. Besides, she said smiling at Kevin, you’re bothering the snake.

Perhaps your sister is right, Kevin said sleepily, ignoring Rhiannon’s announcement of his thoughts. Excessive levels of hilarity are, and he yawned, fluttering his eyelashes a few times, most assuredly for the daylight hours. Cricket shouted as she bounced his way, PLAY PLAY! Oh child, he began, but was interrupted by a rumbling behind one of the boulders. Bouncing through the campsite, surrounding them as one of the back walls began to rock from side to side. Isabel, take her and go! Rhiannon shouted, reaching for her Hazard Bow. She sensed what was behind the boulder, pushing it forward. She stood in the corner with her finger on the trigger. What? What is it? Isabel asked as she grabbed Cricket.

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