The Wing Spell by Emily Bliss

Author:Emily Bliss
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781547604906
Publisher: Bloomsbury Publishing
Published: 2020-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Cressida, Flash, Feather, and Dash all looked at each other.

“What is that noise?” Flash asked.

“I have no idea,” Dash said. “I’ve been downstairs in our library all morning.”

The snorting and sniffing grew louder. Then, there was a loud crash that sounded like a piece of furniture had been knocked over.

“Oh no,” Dash said. “What could be in there?”

“Should we open the door and see?” Feather asked.

“I don’t think so,” Flash said. “What if whatever it is runs out into the rest of the palace? Or what if it’s something dangerous?”

Even more snorting and sniffing came from Dash’s bedroom, followed by what sounded like an animal running in circles. “What if it’s a monster?” Dash asked, biting her bottom lip.

Cressida took a deep breath. She had a feeling whatever was in the bedroom wasn’t dangerous or a monster—there was something about the snorting noises that sounded friendly. But she agreed with Flash that they shouldn’t just open the bedroom door without knowing what was inside. She looked at Dash. “Could you dash into your room and then dash back out right away if whatever is in there is scary or dangerous?” she asked.

Dash paused, looking uncertain. Finally, she said, “I guess I could. I just feel scared to go alone.”

“I completely understand that,” Cressida said. “I don’t like being alone when I’m scared, either. If I were sitting on your back, could I go with you?”

“I’ve never tried bringing another creature on my back when I dash, so I don’t know if it would work,” Dash said slowly. She took a deep breath. Then she nodded. “Let’s try it.”

Dash kneeled, and Cressida climbed onto her back, right between her wings. The gemstone arrows on Dash’s tiara flashed and sparkled. And in the blink of an eye, Cressida and Dash were hovering in the air, just below the ceiling of Dash’s bedroom. A glittery plum-colored woven rug covered the floor. Grape-colored velvet drapes hung over the windows. A wooden bed, painted violet, had a white bedspread with a lavender-sequined arrow design. And in the middle of the rug, right next to an overturned bookshelf and a messy pile of spilled books, was a gigantic wild pig. It had dark bristles all over its body and two white tusks. It looked exactly like the picture Cressida had seen in her library book that morning.

“What in the world is that?” Dash whispered.

“I think it’s a wild boar,” Cressida whispered back.

“Can it fly?” Dash asked nervously.

“I don’t think so,” Cressida said.

The wild boar looked up. When she saw Cressida and Dash, she grinned from tusk to tusk. She snorted, oinked, and sniffed with excitement. And then she rolled over on her back, with her legs sticking straight up into the air and her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth. Cressida laughed. The wild boar was acting just like a large friendly dog.

“What is she doing?” Dash asked, looking alarmed.

“I think,” Cressida said, “she’s trying to be friends with us. Why don’t you fly to the floor? We can always dash back out into the hallway if she’s not so friendly after all.

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