Amzela looked on. "Come on, guys..." She whipped around to see a small band coming up the hill. "Keep up the pace, mateys. We are almost there. That's it." Luces, a lupine, came chugging up the hill. Behind him was Falcoon, an old friend of Amzela, 'hero', and wander. "You guys are the slowest ones in the group. Come on!" She raced ahead.

Ugh, Skylark walked slowly, she was extremely tired. " Don't go so fast!" she cried. gathering up her strength she jumped and sprinted forward , determined to catch up with Amzela. This didn't last long, with one last jump, she flopped on the ground and panted heavily. Knowing she just had to walk a little bit further, she got up and walked slowly, like she was before.


(sorry, writers block)

She sighed. "Alright you guys. We are here!" She spread her arms to a baren waste land, a deep fog surrounding some trees in the distance. She put her arm down and frowned. "Okay..." She took a step foward and continued into the land. "If you see a ghostly woman with red eyes and dark purple hair in many braids, strutting around in some gypsy's clothes, stop her." She walked on for miles, the group following her. It was about nighttime when they stopped to camp. "This is were we will stop to camp. I will start the fire. Skylark, see if you can find any food. Luces, start getting the stuff we brought. Falcoon, see if you can find any horses."