

He took his usual seat, with Marron on his right and Reef on his left. “Any idea why the color is changing?” Perry asked. Whenever he saw that cane, Perry remembered dragging Bear from the rubble of his house. Bear’s walking stick rested lengthwise on the table, spanning the distance occupied by the three men. Bad signs.īear and Reef nodded at Perry, in the midst of a conversation about the red flares that had appeared in the Aether. He held a bottle of Luster, and he didn’t look up as Perry entered. He leaned back in his chair, his boots kicked up on the table. He fought to keep his breathing steady, telling himself the walls weren’t caving in it only felt like they were. The ceiling was low and uneven, forcing him to duck as he made his way around the long trestle table. Perry stepped into the Battle Room, nodding to Marron. He only wished the adults had the same spirit. More than once, Perry had heard kids in hysterics over the echoing of sounds-some best left unheard.


The darkness inspired them to play endless games of hide-and-seek, and they spent hours on adventures exploring the caverns. He had expected the cave to frighten his nephew, but Talon had adapted-all the kids had. Perry watched them dash away, Flea loping after them. He went to see her whenever he could, and spent every night with her in his arms, but he still missed her. “Do me a favor, Squeak? Check on Aria for me?” She’d been drifting on pain medication since they’d arrived at the cave, the wound in her arm refusing to heal. Talon giggled and Perry laughed too, but he felt sorry for her. I promise.”ĭespite his assurance, Willow let loose an impressive stream of curses. Just Roar and Twig so far, but we’ll get him, Willow. She was just as desperate to get him back as Perry.

“And Cinder, too?” Willow asked, her eyes wide with hope. “It sure was, Squeak.” Roar had shown up-in appearance, at least. Perry grabbed Talon, holding him upside down, and was rewarded with a belly laugh.
