“We have been following these tracks for hours, Fraeya. It's too dangerous to continue. The sun will disappear soon.” Keerla held her bow, arrow nocked and ready.

Beluar nodded in agreement. “Keerla is right. I feel eyes on us, and I don't like it.”

Fraeya and her companions spread out where the tracks came to a dead end.

She stood up from her crouch and noticed how dark it had become. “I agree. Let’s go.”

A feral cry from the tree canopy forced her head up to the black panther descending towards her friend.

The feline crashed into Keerla after she managed to fire an arrow. The experienced archer used her bow to intercept the panther before it landed on top of her.

Her friend smacked into the ground, bow string snapping from th...

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