Clove has decided since it’s our last night here, and possibly alive (though neither of us say it) that we should both get as much sleep as possible. She is snuggled, curled in a ball, against my chest. For once, we’re not sleeping in the rain. I lie awake and think of the horrors to come tomorrow. Clove is always able to fall asleep quickly, whereas me, it takes a while.
The stars are in the sky, twinkling down at me, I wonder if they are real. I wonder if Solis is staring at the same stars back home in 2.
I wake up to Clove slapping my head. “Ow,” I say rubbing it.
“Cato,” Clove says urgently. “Get up. Now.” I open my eyes, Clove is out of the sleeping bag and standing over me (one of the few times in life that happens).
“What?” I ask her, then I hear it, a growling noise, and it’s getting closer.
I jump from the bag, pulling out my sword. A large red-haired mutt with brown eyes lunges at me from the forest, I swing my sword in an ark, cutting it in two. I quickly crouch down to pack up the sleeping bag, but Clove grabs my arm, she’s staring into the woods.
“Forget it, Cat. We don’t need it. We need to go. Now.”
That’s when I see it, there is a whole pack of the mutts, running towards us in the forest.
“Well this is going to be a fun day.” I say sarcastically.
“I really need to give you a lesson on what ‘fun’ means.” Clove tells me, before she grabs my hand and sprints in the opposite direction from the mutts, me running beside her.
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