Drip's POV
I twisted around. Wren looked at me, then turned around to walk somewhere. I followed. He started to bite off some knubs on his shoulders. I ran off.
Milkkit's POV
We walked forever through the tunnel, and I think Pa's tailtip is wet because I had to bite it when it got dark. Then, the stone was removed from my sides. "Does it open up?" I asked. Sharphawk said,
"Yes." I realized my eyes were closed. I opened them, and we were in a stony room. Water flowed beside us. I slid off the sack of prey we had been carrying, and...
Empty. Also, little knubs has been growing on my back, and had been biting them off. Painful, but if I had a disease, I would. I looked at the leafy sack. "I am hungry." I said.
"Well, I will catch some fish." Sharphawk said. There had been many caves like this, so we had ate fish.
"Yay." I said boredly. Soon, after a meal and an hour of sleep, we were off. "Pa? You need to go back." I said. "What?!" He exclaimed.
"I have a feeling..."
Boom!
We were knocked back, and a starry shape shone in front of us. "Sharphawk, Moonleap has turned from her ways. She must help the new life's drink find secrets of air."
Sharphawk nodded, and the shape dissapeared. "Pa?" I said, but he already was running through the tunnels.
