Volcrian's Hunt (The Cat's Eye Chronicles) by Shreffler T. L

Author:Shreffler, T. L. [Shreffler, T. L.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: fantasy, young adult
Publisher: Runaway Pen
Published: 2013-09-29T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

SORA OPENED HER eyes, groggy from sleep. Crash sat next to her, alert and awake, staring down the length of the ravine. When she stirred, he moved to stand up.

“Shall we continue?” he said.

Sora sat up, wincing, and looked around. He stood a few yards away, ankle-deep in the white sand. She paused, memories rushing back to her—the ice bridge, the plummet, the demon....

She tried to smile but failed. Their fall from the rock bridge seemed like a dream, a horrible nightmare conjured in her sleep. She stared up the side of the ravine, trying to put her thoughts in order. At this distance, she couldn't even see the thin bridge of stone that connected the two sides of the chasm. They had fallen a long, long way.

“Burn and Laina,” she said suddenly. “What are we going to do about them?”

“Nothing for the moment,” Crash replied. “We have no way of reaching them now.”

Sora looked back at the ground. He was right, but it didn't sit well with her. Without the Cat's Eye, her two friends might become lost in the caves, wandering for an eternity. She had no idea how far these underground caverns stretched. But there's nothing we can do, she admitted to herself. There was no way back up the side of the cliff. They would have to continue forward.

She stood up and brushed the white sand from her clothes. It sparkled against her hands like stardust, sticking to her skin, impossible to wipe off. Then she turned to Crash. Despite her acceptance of him, it was still strange to think that he wasn't human. It left her slightly unnerved—uncertain. The past two years seemed oddly false. Everything I thought I knew about him....The trust they had built, the nights they had shared by the fire, blanketed by stars, heavy with the smell of road dust and wind....Was any of it real?

She looked away awkwardly, unsure of what to say.

"We should see where this wind is blowing from," he said after a moment of silence. "Perhaps we can find a place to climb up.”

Then he turned and started walking.

Sora fell into step a few paces behind. After a short while, Crash stooped down and picked something off the ground.

“Your staff,” he said, turning and offering her the weapon. Sora took it from his hands, surprised. True to its name, the witch wood remained undamaged, not even a scratch.

“Lucky it fell this close,” she murmured. She felt much better with a weapon in her hands.

They continued down the narrow canyon. Crash strode in front of her, blocking her from the majority of the wind. Sora found herself gazing after him. She thoughtfully considered the past few hours.

"Crash?" she called, and he looked back at her, raising one eyebrow.

With a deep breath, she said, “I need to know something.”

“What?” he asked.

“If we're going to travel together, I need to know that you're not keeping anything from me.” There, she said it. It was hard enough to trust him—he was a trained killer, after all, and now some sort of demon.

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