I grinned with relief at the sight of Dauntless coming to a complete stop, but the Admiral was far from pleased by my having warned them. 'What are those trollops doing? They couldn't have seen our defences. Sound the alarm; there has to be a spy in our midst.'
All eyes suddenly turned to Asher and me, although many wouldn't realise I was there because of the active camouflage. That small benefit wouldn't mean much unless I managed to release him, though.
'Who do you think it is, sir?'
'Someone who doesn't matter in the slightest; just find them, will you?'
'But for what are we searching? A human? A bear?'
'A bear?' The Admiral laughed. 'I don't know any more than you lot do. But, we know Jake Goodwin has a soft spot for even the more useless of species. So, expect anything from Uvaaaru to Polum's Sand dancers.'
'What's a Sand dancer?'
