Myka had tried to run after her, but he couldn’t give chase for long. Though worried, he wasn’t willing to leave the children alone at the camp.
Two hours passed, and he remained at the fire, waiting. He kept his eyes on the trees, looking for any sign of her. He had tried to use his ability to listen for her, but Moonguard was different than other places. It was more difficult to pinpoint individual sounds.
Finally, he saw her approaching from the same direction she had gone. Myka stood up and hurried over to her.
“Ashleigh!” he called. “Are you all right? I was worried.”
She remained quiet as she walked over to the fire. Finally, she sat down without a word. Myka took his seat and waited patiently for her to say anything.
After a few minutes, Ashleigh took a deep breath.
“It’s not here, is it?” she asked softly, her eyes still focused on the fire.
Myka furrowed his brow.
“What’s not here?” he asked.
