Rough hands shook her awake. She looked up to see Papa looking at her, his face unreadable in the pre-dawn darkness. "Get up and get dressed. You're coming with me." "Where are we going?" Faline asked, her heart suddenly racing with an excitement she couldn't quite name. Papa stared, then said, "Hunting. Get your things, … Continue reading The Old Ways:Chapter 13–Into The Wild

Faline races to cover her tracks