CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
His condemning thoughts about taking revenge against a mere dog were interrupted by a loud, thunderous, growling sound that most certainly hadn't come from a small creature. It could be a bear. But something told Jet it wasn't. Especially with the way the ground slightly shook at the mere power of its voice.
Jet's eyes widened to the size of a coin. He stared in the direction it came from. Birds flew upwards, squawking away in obvious agitation. Bringing a feeling of trepidation into the surroundings. He gulped down, not really in the mood to fight against a monster during his most-awaited and, definitely, hard-earned vacation.
