Chapter Ten: Shadow
My paws hurt from all the activity from the past few days. Cross was silent most of the way, but I could tell he kept looking at me. When we came to a thorn patch with no way around, I started to wriggle under. Cross grabbed me and pulled me back out, and I hissed. "I've got a better way," he said. I rolled my eyes, but he summoned this huge knife and cut right through the thorns. I squealed and jumped back. He then rolled his eyes and kept walking. I padded after him. I could smell Wing, so I started off at a sprint, leaving Cross behind. I dove into a small hollow and there he was, eating a mouse.
Both his wings were gone. On one shoulder, you couldn't tell he ever had a wing there, but on his other, there was a short, feathery, bloody stub that had partially scabbed up. I ran over to him, and he licked my ears. I licked his little stub, cleaning some of the dried blood off. He looked at me. "Wher