o standing in the middle of the savan
ghed, instinctively covering his groin
he creature in front of them looked different, but he smelled the same.
They had thought the first time was a fluke, a trick of th
job to do. He scanned the ground and found wha
the rock high above his head, and
AC
red. The rich scent of
dive in, but Franco grabbed them b
a. His human brain screamed at the thought. He wasn't
going t
nest. Then, using a technique he'd learned for a wilderness survival s
e need to provide, he pushed through the pain. Finall
tly. A tiny flame
fe, Sean and Roy yelped and scra
ed. Fire. It was the one thing all animals fe
n voice soft and reassuring. "It's
ich egg to the edge of the fire, let
raw scent of egg, but a rich, savory, co
Their mouths began to water. Th
His fear of the fire was at war with a hu
He tapped the shell, cracking it open to reveal a steaming, golden custard. He scoo
ved it to the cubs. They devoured it,
co's sharp hearing picked up a fai
the golden light a familiar, fleeting cloak. He
azelle, limping badly,
at. A re
s to hide in the hollow of the empty ostrich nest. Then, like a
rother, who was still mesmerized by the linger
going to be ri
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