tent, old friend.  He did his best to keep up with what was going on, but the Priests who were agents of Karas had been very well trained before entering the Priesthood about how to hide their true loyalties.  They were taught how to show a false front to Karas, and if you didnt notice, it is possible to fool a god.
	I always wondered about that, he grunted.
	Karas wasnt the only one with traitors in his order.  Every Younger god, even Kikkalli, had a little house cleaning after what happened in Suld.
	They didnt try it with an Elder god? Haley asked.
	Miranda laughed.  Hon, you dont toy with gods who can kill you with a thought, she answered him.  Elder gods can do that, especially if youre one of their Priests who has gone awry.  Ayise doesnt give a flip if you smack down one of the mortals who follows you.  Its entirely an internal matter.  You cross an Elder, and hell drop you dead on the spot.  The kizadun was very wise to keep them at arms length.
	That would make the idea of it a bit nervous, Haley laughed.
	I take it Phandebrass isnt here yet? Tarrin asked.
	Dolanna shook her head.  We told him that we would find him.  Unfortunately, that poses a problem now, since you cannot make contact with him.
	He knows which way we were coming, Tarrin grunted.  If I know him, hes not very far away.  All we have to do is let it be known where we are, and hell find us.
	That is a dangerous idea, dear one.  If we let it be known where we are, then the soldiers of the One will also come for us.  We have been fighting running battles all night.  It seems that the Demons have stepped in to lead the troops now that the One is incapacitated.
	I was hoping that losing their god would take the fight out of them, Tarrin fretted.
	It has not, she answered.
	Tarrin winced as he shifted his weight, then pulled himself onto his feet.  There was a rather brilliant flash of pain though his wings as they shifted, but the pain eased back to a dull throb quickly.  There wasnt much at all left of them, just a pair of ragged bone-like appendages sticking out of his back which had torn tatters of living flame dangling from them limply.  They were so damaged that he couldnt even retract them.  Well, this is going to make riding fun, Tarrin growled.
	I take it you cannot withdraw them? Dolanna asked.
	He shook his head.  Theyre too injured to do anything, he answered.  I wont be able to retract them for a while.  Im not even sure if Ill be able to shapeshift.
	No, it is best not to experiment, Dolanna warned.  Besides, if you cannot withdraw them, then there is no reason for you to change form to conceal yourself.  They will simply give you away.
	How is Kimmie? he asked.
	Physically, shes alright, Miranda told him.  The Demon tortured her mind as well as her body, though.  I erased her memory of the last few days to purge it from her mind, but Im not entirely sure how well it worked.  I figured if she had no memory of it, it wouldnt affect her state of mind.
	No, it wouldnt, Tarrin agreed, thinking back to Jula.  Let me go see her, then if someone wouldnt mind cooking something, Id like to get something to eat.
	I can do it, Mistress Mist, Zyri offered in a small voice.  I dont want to take you away from your daughter.
	Youre a good cub, Mist told her steadily, a paw on her shoulder.
	What do you want for breakfast, Master Tarrin? she asked.
	Girl, Ive told you not to call me that, he grunted.  Ill take just about anything.  Im not picky when Im hungry.
	Ill find something, she said with a bob of her head, then scurried out of the tent.
	Ill give her a hand, Haley said from outside.  Come on, Jal.  Let Tarrin see Kimmie, then hell have time to say hello to you.
	Tarrin stepped out of the tent carefully, to prevent snagging his injured wings on the sides of the tent, and walked into an eerie scene.  The air was thich with very fine ash, and smelled of sulfur and lava.  The sky overhead was boiling with dark clouds of ash, from which the fine ash fell like snow, and the clouds were very low and very thick.  They blocked the light of the single moon, making everything more than twenty spans from the fire black as pitch.  Haley, Azakar, and Ulger had to shake the ash off things before they packed them, and the Pegasi shivered and flapped their wings often to get the ash out of their feathers and off their coats.  Tarrin paid the strange scene no more mind, rather gingerly made his way across a small, hastily erected campsite to the next tent over, and his spirit soared just a little bit as her scent touched his nose.  He threw aside the tent flap to see her laying in a bedroll, nude under the blankets he could tell, sleeping peacefully.  There was no sign of her ordeal on her face, hers was the visage of a calm, untroubled slumber.  That was a very good indication.  She began to stir as Tarrin ducked into the tent, sucking his breath in when his wing snagged on the edge of the tent, and those beautiful blue eyes opened when he knelt by her bedroll.  She looked up at him in sleepy bemusement, then she laughed softly.  Well, either this is a very vibrant dream, or something went horribly wrong somewhere, she said to him with a slight smile.
	Lets just say that something went horribly wrong, he answered honestly, in a tender, gentle voice.  How do you feel?
	Fine, she answered, stretching languidly.  Then she reached up and put her paw on his cheek.  He put his paw over hers and closed his eyes, revelling in her nearness.  Im glad to see you too, Tarrin, she said winsomely, though there was nothing but honesty in her voice.  What happened?
	Something that required Miranda to wipe it out of your memory, he answered bluntly.  Something you do not want to remember.  But its over.  We managed to get you back, and thats all that matters.
	Phandebrass? she asked fearfully.
	Fine, he answered.  We need to find him, but we absolutely know for a fact that hes just fine.
	Thats a relief, she sighed.  Last thing I remember was going to sleep in our camp.  I take it things went wrong after that?
	He nodded.
	What happened to your wings, darling?
	Tarrin glanced back.  Lets just say that it might give you an idea of how wrong things went, he told her seriously.
	I, see, she said in a quiet voice.  Are you alright?
	Ill heal, he told her.  Everyone else is fine.
	Mist ducked under the doorway and entered the tent.  Kimmie gawked at her, than laughed.  Mother! she cried.  What happened to you?
	She glanced down at herself.  Oh, thats right, this is new to you, she mused.  I decided to be my proper size.  Being half Tarrins height made it a bit awkward being his mate.
	Kimmie laughed.  Thats wonderful, mother! she proclaimed.  Im so happy for you!
	I see youre well, she noted, sitting on her heels on Kimmies other side, her paw stroking her hair tenderly.  It wasnt often that Mist displayed her maternal feelings for Kimmie.
	I get the feeling that I wouldnt have been, she answered.  I dont remember what happened, and I think our darling here convinced me that I dont want to know.
	You dont, she affirmed in a strong voice.  You were taken by that same Demon bitch that nearly killed Eron, and she used you to trap Tarrin into a fight with the One.  Thats all you ever need to know.
	Kimmie gave her mother a stricken look, then swallowed nervously.  I think you might be right about that, mother, she said in a quavering voice.  How longhow many days did I lose?
	Three days? Mist asked Tarrin.
	Maybe four.  Well have to ask Miranda, he answered.  Alright, Kimmieexactly how did you end up here?
	Kimmie did not miss the intrinsic threat hidden behind those words, so she fixed Tarrin with a steady, honest gaze.  Phandebrass was showing me the gate.  He managed to find out the location, even though you wouldnt tell him.  We went the way we did for speed, darling, the gate being on the path was just a bonus.  When we got there, we were attacked by severalI have no idea what they were.  They were very ugly and white, and big.  They trapped us in the canyon, and more on the canyon rim triggered an avalanche.  We could either flee through the gate or get buried.  Im sorry, darling, but we did what we had to do.
	Yetis, Tarrin grunted absently.  You must have stumbled across a pack of them.  Usually theyre not aggressive, but if they set up their camp in the canyon, then they probably would have attacked.  He looked back to her.  They abandon a campsite if its compromisedthats why they werent there when we arrived.
	So youre not going to blame us?
	No.  Ill probably kill Phandebrass anyway, but I dont blame you.
	Kimmie chuckled weakly.  My turn.  Whos looking after our children?
	Jula, he answered.  Shes with them at the Tower.  Forge is with them.
	I was really missing Forge, she grunted.  Hes a Hellhound.  Given this Ones tendancy to let his Priests summon Demons, having a pet Hellhound might have stopped a great deal of foolishness.  She blew out her breath.  So, whats the plan?
	Find Phandebrass, Mist said first.  We need him to free the souls of the Sorcerers so Tarrins Goddess can get them off this world.  Then we go home.
	You have no idea how nice that sounds, she sighed.  Do you have your spellbook, darling?
	Tarrin nodded.
	Good.  Ive lost mine, and if you remember, I copied all of my spells into yours, she winked.  Theres a spell in there that will find Phandebrass.
	Which spell? Tarrin asked.  I went through the book from cover to cover looking for a spell that could lead us to you?
	She gave him a perplexed look, then she chuckled.  Well, I didnt write a description with it, she answered.  And it wouldnt work for you, darling, because I never set the spell up for you.  Its a spell that allows an apprentice to know which direction her master is in, in case she ever gets lost.  Its a cantrip, one of the first an apprentice learns, and the master has to set the spell.  Phandebrass did that for me, so I can use the spell to find him.
	Do you feel well enough to move? Mist asked.
	I feel just fine, she answered immediately, then she reached under the blankets briefly.  Just as soon as someone finds me a robe or something, Ill be ready to go, she announced with a slight smile.  She looked past Tarrin and Mist, then rolled over on her side.  And who is this handsome young man? she asked, looking at him.
	Tarrin looked back, and saw Jal and Zyri standing at the tent entrance, partially hiding behind the flap.  Dolanna was standing behind them, and Miranda behind her.  Jal was blushing.  Thats Jal, and Zyri, Tarrin told her.  We picked them up a while ago.
	Well, youre looking good, Miranda told Kimmie with a cheeky grin.
	Im feeling fine.  Have a dress I can borrow?
	Im almost done altering one for you, she answered.  You were rather undressed when Mist got you back to the camp.  Ive been working on it a while.  Give me a few minutes and Ill bring it to you.
	Youre a lifesaver, girlfriend, Kimmie laughed.
	Do you feel well enough to travel, Kimmie? Dolanna asked.  Tarrin?
	Whether I am or not, we have to move, Tarrin answered over his shoulder.
	I feel just fine, Dolanna, Kimmie answered her.  Let me get dressed and Ill be out to help.
	If you come out now, Id be more appreciative! Ulger called from across the camp.
	If I did, you wouldnt get any work done! Kimmie called back immediately, which made Zyri giggle.  You brought Ulger with you?  The Knights must have been hard up for decent people, Kimmie told Tarrin with a wink.  Who else is here?
	Azakar, he answered.  And Haley and Sarraya.  Youve met everyone else.
	Sarraya?  Hows she surviving here?
	The bug actually planned ahead, Mist grunted.  Which is a miracle.  She made a talisman that lets her survive here.  She and Fireflash both are here.  Both of them are out scouting around right now.  Theyre small and they can fly, so theyre better at avoiding being seen.  She snorted.  I had to pry Fireflash off Tarrin and throw him out of camp to get him going.  He came back twice, then Haley explained to him that he was helping Tarrin more by watching out for enemies than he would be sitting in the tent.
	That sounds like Fireflash, she said, sitting up in the bedroll, then sitting cross-legged on the mat with the blanket in her lap, which left her chest bare.  Does that hurt, darling? she asked, reaching up and very gingerly touching his wing.
	Tarrin winced at the touch.  Yes, it hurts, he said bluntly.  But theres nothing to be done about it.  They just have to heal.
	What did that?  I didnt think anything could even hurt your wings.
	The One, he answered.  Well explain it all while were moving.
	Well, give me the spellbook, and Ill memorize that spell so I know where to take us, she prompted.
	Tarrin looked to the tent flap, where he saw Jals presented back.  The boy had turned around after Kimmie sat up and exposed her breasts, but did not leave.  Jal, he called.  The boy didnt turn around, but turned his head slightly.  Go to my tent and get my saddlepack.
	Jal nodded and hurried off.
	Come in, Zyri, Tarrin called.  Come introduce yourself.
	The girl stepped out from behind the tent flap and filed in, keeping her eyes down and averted from Kimmie.  She stopped just inside the tent flap and folded her hands before her demurely.  Nice to meet you, Mistress Kimmie, she said in a small voice.
	Shes just a little lady, isnt she? Kimmie laughed.  Come in, sweetie.  And drop the Mistress.  Only my apprentice calls me that, and it drives me batty.
	But, um, youre not properly dressed.
	Honey, girls are allowed to see each other naked, Kimmie winked.  And Tarrin doesnt count.  Hes technically my boyfriend, and the father of my children.  Theres nothing here he hasnt already seen.
	You had your turn, daughter, Mist warned tersely.  There was plenty of underlying threat in those words, showing that Mists maternal feelings for Kimmie only went so far.
	Dont be silly, mother, she said dismissively.  I wouldnt dream of trying to interfere in your happiness.  Dont be a Jesmind, please.
	Mist gave her a strange look, then actually laughed.  Mist did not laugh often.
	Kimmie snapped her fingersnot easy when ones hands were covered with fur and there were thick pads on the tips of ones fingersand pointed at the tent floor beside Tarrin imperiously.  Zyri shuffled in and sat down beside Tarrin.  Well, its nice to meet you, Zyri, Kimmie said, holding her paw out to her.  Zyri took it and shook it.  I can smell both my mother and Tarrin all over you, honey.  Are they taking care of you?
	Zyri nodded, giving her a slightly surprised look.  Theyre letting us live with them til they find a good place for us.
	Well, she speaks flawless Sulasian, Kimmie noted clinically.  I see you found that tongues spell, Tarrin.
	Tarrin nodded.  Im glad I did.
	Did you get all three languages they use?  Only the Priests speak anything other than Penali.  One of them is a language they only use in the west, and the third seems to be a language they only use in the Priesthood when dealing with each other.
	I got the other two, he assured her.  I used one of their Priests when I did it.
	We just got buzzed! Ulger shouted from outside.  Throw on a blanket or something Kimmie!
	Mist immediately stood up, and there was the sound of commotion outside the tent.  Buzzed? Tarrin asked Mist.
	One of the flying Demons just flew over the camp.  Every time that happens a column of soldiers comes.  They guide them to us, she answered.  If its like the last couple of times, we have about twenty minutes to get ready.
	The Demon wont attack? Kimmie asked.
	The first one did, Mist grunted.  Miranda destroyed it with magic.  The rest must have seen it happen, they wont come anywhere near the Wikuni unless they have at least three and have soldiers behind them.
	I take it we dont have long?
	No.  Miranda! Mist boomed.  Get that dress in here now!
	Im bringing it!  Let me bite this thread off and its ready enough!
	Miranda scurried in at the same time as Jal, who blushed furiously and turned away from Kimmie.  Miranda was carrying one of her homemade dresses, one of the blue ones, whose hem had been lengthened and the sleeves made longer, as well as some lengthening in the bodice to account for Kimmies taller height.  The stitching holding the bodice to the skirts isnt totaly done, so be careful, she warned.
	Im sure itll be just fine, Kimmie said with a nod, taking the dress.  Lets hope it fits.
	I know your size, silly, Miranda said dismissively.
	Tarrin stood up and took the saddlepack from Jal, who militantly kept his back to Kimmie as she climbed out of the bedroll and pulled the dress over her head.  Mist helped her thread her tail through the hole in the back of the skirts, then the Were-cat tugged and pulled on the bodice and skirts until she had it where she wanted it.  It clashes with my fur, but I guess I can live with that.  Thats why I always preferred brown.  When a girl has orange fur, her color choices are a bit limited.
	You can worry about fashion later, Kimmie, Mist chided darkly.  We have to get the camp packed and move.  I dont want to engage them as long as Tarrins injured.
	Im fine, Mist, Tarrin snorted.  If
	Tarrin never finished that statement.  Mists paw clamped onto the upper arch of his wings where they came out of his back, then squeezed.  It sent a white-hot lance of pain through him, making him cry out in pain and his knees unlock, making him hunch over and drop to his knees.
	You were saying? Mist asked bluntly.  I know you, my mate.  If we engage, youll run right into the middle of it, and youre in no condition to fight.
	Alright, now youre starting to sound like Jesmind, Tarrin said in a panting tone after she let go of his wing, climbing back to his feet.  His wing still throbbed with the beating of his heart, which seemed odd to him because blood didnt go into them.
	I dont care what you think of it, she said defiantly.  That was very unusual, for Mist usually deferred to him no matter what.
	Youre fighting a losing battle, darling, Kimmie warned lightly in Torian.  Youve riled her protective side.  Now you have to live with it, she finished with a wink.
	Now it seemed to make a bit more sense.  Mist was extremely protective of himif this was just an aspect of that protectiveness, then it explained why she was going against her demure nature when regarding him.
	Dont do that in front of me, daughter, Mist warned darkly.  Mist didnt speak Torian.
	Im just telling Tarrin to give up, mother, she said with a sly smile.  He wont win this one.
	Oh.  Carry on, then, she announced, then turned and left the tent without another word.
	Would you like to help me get everything ready, cubs? Kimmie asked the children.  I have to memorize this spell so I can guide us, so I need a hand packing up the tent.  Would you like to lend me a hand?
	Ill help, after I get Master Tarrin something to eat, Zyri replied, and Jal, who had finally turned to look at her, nodded vigorously.  There really wasnt much to do, just pack the bedroll; nothing else was in the tent.
	Thats sweet of you, she said, taking the spellbook that Tarrin fished out of the saddlepack and handed to her. She spoke the word that expanded it to full size, then looked around.  Oh, I think Id better do this outside, she mused.  They cant knock down the tent if Im in it.
	Tarrin carefully navigated the tent flap behind Zyri, keeping his wings away from the edges, and saw everyone working hard and fast.  Kimmies tent was the only one still up, and Azakar and Haley quickly and efficiently packed the gear onto the pack Pegasi.  One of them had been stripped of its packs, for use by Kimmie, with only the leather pack saddle remaining on it.  That would only do if they stayed on the ground; Kimmie would need a proper saddle if they took to the air.  Kimmie stopped and gawked at the winged horses for a long moment, then laughed delightedly.  Tarrin!  Where did you get them, and what are they?
	Theyre our horses.  Well, our Pegasi now, Tarrin answered.  I Transmuted them when it became necessary to move very far very fast.
	You used Sorcery?
	Tarrin nodded.  My sword can touch the Weave.  I have no idea how.  Me and Dolanna used that touch to build up a charge of Sorcery.  Ive burned all mine, but I think Dolanna still has some held back for emergencies.
	Ill have to look into that when we have the time, she mused.  Now if youll excuse me.  She quickly padded over to the firepit, which had only the ashen remains of a fire within it, and sat down and opened the book.  She immediately lost all notice of the outside world as she turned to the proper page and began to study.
	Fireflash lanced in from the edge of camp and slammed into Tarrins chest, making his wings shudder with pain, but he folded his paws over his drake and stroked his scales tenderly as the drake cooed and chirped in exuberant relief.  Im alright, little one, Tarrin chuckled as Fireflash nuzzled his neck aggressively.  Just mind my wings, theyre still hurt.
	Fireflash chirped in understanding and took his place on Tarrins shoulder, carefully keeping his tail near Tarrins shoulder to avoid accidental contact.  Tarrin immediately paid his drakes position so close to his injured wings little mind; it felt odd when his drake was not on his shoulder.  That he was there only seemed proper.
	Nice to see you up and about, Tarrin, Haley said tersely as he cinched a bagged tent onto a saddle pack.  Zyri rushed over from one of the other saddle Pegasi and offered Tarrin a large chunk of dark bread and some cheese.  Tarrin took them and then patted Zyri on the shoulder fondly, and the girl rushed back to help Jal pack Kimmies bedroll.  Hand me that pack there?  Tarrin reached down and grabbed the pack, then lobbed it to the Were-wolf.  Thanks, he grunted as he piled it on top of the first.
	Ive heard the doom and gloom.  Mind telling me whats really going on?
	Pretty much the doom and gloom, he answered honestly.  Weve been fighting skirmishes with advance elements of the Ones army all night.  Now that that Demons know where we are, hes finding a column of troops to bring back to us.  He wont try it by himself because Miranda can blow him out of the water if he gets within shouting distance of her, and somehow they know that.
	Demons are defeneseless against Priests, Tarrin told him, handing him another pack.  If the Priest is strong enough to banish, its gone, and theres nothing it can do about it outside of trying to get to the Priest before he can finish the spell.
	Thats good to know, he said with a nod.  The main thing now is to get out of sight, but thats not going to be easy.  Even if you could shapeshift, these winged horses are rather, unique, he chuckled.  Our best bet is to find a forest and hide in it for a little while.  That neutralizes their aerial reconnaisance, and it puts us in the advantage.
	No, we have to find Phandebrass, and running to a forest isnt going to get us there, Tarrin grunted.  Well just have to plow through the soldiers.  He was about to say something else, but an idea occurred to him.  Or maybe not.  Dolanna! he called.
	What is it, dear one?
	How much power do you have left? he asked her from across the camp.
	Not much, she answered.  I have used most of it in the battles last night.
	Think you have enough for a sustained Illusion?
	Yes, but I cannot hold it for long.
	Think you can hold it for an hour? he asked.  It wouldnt be a complex Illusion, just a basic one.
	A basic one?  Perhaps, she told him.  I take it it must be large enough to hide us all?
	Yah, Tarrin replied.  But its just going to be an Illusion of a single color, so you shouldnt have too much trouble making it large.
	Dolanna started to speak, then laughed.  Thats clever, dear one, she answered.  Yes, I think I can do that, but it might not be necessary.  The ash is thick, and we would be hard to see.
	Tarrin looked up at the sky, which was thick with dark clouds spewing from the volcano.  The smell of ash and brimstone was heavy in the air.  It was perfect.  That low cloud of ash restricted visibility, and the fine ash drifting down from the sky was seriously cutting visibilityno, wait.  The ash was very fine, and though it was little more than a nuisance right now, if they were flying, the fine ash would be like sand blowing in the desert.  Without eye protection, the Pegasi would very quickly be blinded by the soot and ash.  Tarrin reached into the saddlepack in his paw and dug out his violet crystal visor, turning it over in his paw, pondering how to get around this problem.
	A Ward.  A Ward would do it, but Dolanna might not have the energy tohold on, he had their energy source.  If it still worked, anyway.  The swords power was linked to his own.  His wounding might have altered the power the sword could bring to bear.
	Where did you put my sword? he asked Haley.
	Its laying on the ground where your tent was, he answered.  We cant touch it, so we just rolled it out of the tent opening, then packed the tent.  Tarrin looked in that direction, and saw his sword laying on the ash-covered ground, almost buried in the two fingers of ash that covered everything.
	Well, this could be the first test.  He put on the visor and then reached out to the sword, commanding it with a single thought to return to his paw.
	The sword seemed to shudder on the ground, then rose up from the earth and sailed through the air.  The hilt turned towards him in midair, and slid comfortably into his grip.  The swords blade had a few licks of flame slide along its length when Tarrin touched it, then fell dark.  Tarrin pushed his awareness towards his weapon, and found that it responded to him.  It knew what he wanted to know, and communicated to him in a way that he could not quite describe that it could in fact still do as he wished.  The blade of the sword started to glow with a faint, wispy white light, a wispy nimbus that looked just like Magelight.  It wasnt the white fire from before, it was much more subdued, and Tarrin sensed that the swords ability to reach back into the Weave had been reduced.  It would take them longer to draw power from it, but the simple fact remained that they could still use it.
	Well, at least Dolanna could.  Tarrin tried to open himself to the power of the Weave, but the instant he tried, his wings exploded into a savage rake of pain that lashed through them, then through the rest of his body.  It was so intense and so sudden that it made his mind swim in a dark haze, threatening to make him pass out.
	Dazed, Tarrin fought through the cobwebs and tried to comprehend why that had happened.  His wings had nothing to do with his Sorcery.  Why did they react that way?  They had tried to absorb the magic first, he realized, as they had before.
	That was easy enough to circumvent.  After all, his wings had nothing to do with Sorcery.  He tried again, being very careful to tell his wings to stay out of it, and again felt a wracking pain through them.  He had been halfway ready for it this time, so he disconnected himself from the power immediately.  He blew out his breath and tried one more time, and was again assaulted with pain.
	Annoyed, Tarrin tried to understand why it was happening, then he caught a glimpse of his wings as he looked to the side.  Of course.  The wings were divine, but they were a part of him, they were physical limbs, and they were injured.  Sorcery put stresses on the body, even on a dashar or suikun, and the stresses of the magic of Sorcery were causing his wings pain.  He couldnt block his wings from touching the power because they were a part of him, a part of his body, and his entire body was a conduit for the magic.  With his wings injured, he wasnt going to be able to draw power because they couldnt tolerate the stress of holding the power right now.  But he could weave directly from the sword.  It would take much longer, but it was more than possible.  Hed been using the power as a Sorcerer.  Now it was time to weave like a dashar, weave without drawing in.
	That was the only way.
	Im alright, little one, Tarrin said absently to Fireflash, who was urgently nuzzling his neck.  He reached up and patted the drakes head, then turned and looked at Dolanna, who was approaching him.  Think you can make a Ward to block this ash, Dolanna? he asked.
	Easily, dear one, she assured him.  Are you fit to ride?
	Fit or not, I dont have much choice, he grunted.  We have to move.
	I have the spell, Kimmie called.  Ive already cast it.  Phandebrass is due south, and now hell know Im looking for him.
	How is that? Azakar asked her.
	The spell has two parts, she answered him.  The first tells me which direction he is.  The second tells him that I just used it, so now he knows Im alright, and that Im looking for him.  Hell stop if he can and wait for me to catch up to him.
	Good, Id hate to chase him around, Azakar said as he finished cinching the strap on a pack Pegasis last pack.
	Azakar and Ulger roughly knocked down the last tent, and didnt bother to fold it and pack it away properly.  They tied it up with its own guide ropes, then jammed it onto the back of the least loaded pack Pegasus and tied it down.
	Is the camp packed? Dolanna called, looking around at the hastily abandoned campsite.
	Just finishing up, Dolanna, Ulger replied.  Go ahead and mount up.  Well be on the way in a minute.
	It took the help of Mist and Haley to get into the saddle, because the act was excruciating.  Tarrin panted from the effort once he was in the saddle, slumped over the saddlebow as he tried to get over the pounding throbbing of his wings.  Odd that limbs that had no blood in them would resonate with pain with the beating of his heart.  Fireflash jumped down into the saddle and laid down between him and the saddlebow, his 