The Obelisk

-Chapter 38-

Forest was panting, gazing at the oozing mess of bug remains. A distant, rueful roar came from deep inside the cave, and then all was silent.

Several Terror birds turned to their kind-mates, checking each other for major wounds. Crimsons chest rose and fell as she breathed in and out, still filled with battling rage. One of her eyes twitched, and he realized there was a long scratch acrossed it.

The whole section of the forest was deserted—all nearby creatures had fled or hidden nearby. But now several birds were flapping down to see the battlefield, their eyes wide.

Spark ran forward and gestured with her head to Crimson, who nodded and hurried over to Forest and Rust.

“Everyone good?” Spark whispered.

“Yeah,” Forest said as Rust answered, “ a bit.”

“Then let’s get out of here, now!” Crimson snarled under her breath. “Come on.” She headed quietly for the cave and maneuvered around the fallen tree, then climbed up the hill. The others followed.

“Where are we going?” Forest asked, catching up to her.

“As far away from those Terror birds as possible!” She said.

“Why? I thought—“

“I saw a threat and acted upon it,” she said slowly, keeping the pace. “Same as that soldier. Doesn’t mean we’re getting any reward. they’ll just question us.”

“The Terror birds are searching the area,” Rust called from farther down. “We’d better hide.”

They reached the top of the hill where several giant rocks lay on top of each other, with a small redwood tree branching through the gap. It was very pretty.

“Oh my gosh!” Spark gasped, thwacking Forest accidentally with her tail. “Look! The Shadowmanes! There they are!”

Forest scanned the landscape to see. Yes! There! He could see several colorful, long bodies trekking through the forest in a large drive. The Pego was right!