“After you,” Barker said, doing as close to a grin as a Bark lord could possibly muster. Mist frowned, and slowly, cautiously dipped a single finger into the bear. Quite suddenly, his body lurched forward. He was diving headfirst into the bear; he might have expected to hit the bottom, had he had any sense…. He frowned at the though of being sucked into an endless vortex of liquid wind… then suddenly his feet hit a floor with an almighty bang that caused his knees to buckle. Grumbling, he clambered to his feet in time to see the Bark Lord fall into place beside her. His legs seemed perfectly fine… Perhaps he did this often.
Preview of Chapter 13.