AND: Me lovies my reviewers! Thankies for the wonderful reviews. In fact, I'll be taking my laptop to the family reunion this weekend just to work on more chapter for you all. I'm probably going to get flamed for this chapter. Please forgive me.
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Unexpected
Eva raced to the sight of the crash on back of Kana the lioness ancestor. Her cloak fluttered behind her and she was thankful that she had put the hood up to block out some of the intense sunlight. Ada watched the smoke from the crash raise into the desert air and growled. Her bonded, a caracal named Ohn'ka, raced across the shifting sands towards the crash site.
"Not much farther," Ada called out. Eva and three other city guards steeled themselves for what they may find.
There in the desert was a giant ship, blackened by paint or the fire was anyone's guess. Eva thought the design looked familiar, but she couldn't place it. It was long and looked to be built as a carrier, meaning it was a uniform width. Metal panels stuck out of the ground, and fire raged in the ship. There were no charred bodies lying about on the sand under the unforgiving sun. Then Eva heard a low moan.
"There's someone here," Eva whispered to Ada, who had come with her to explore the wreckage. The guards were poking around it, trying to determine where it was from.
Ada nodded and pulled out her sword. She was ready to fight. The two turned around the stern of the ship and saw two bodies in the sand, both were alive and breathing. The two survivors had dark, shadowy skin and long ears. Eva felt her body freeze.
"Who are you?" Ada asked loudly from a distance.
One of the survivors sat up and looked at them. "I am colonel Toros of the Crog, escorting Princess Cylan to the Crog homeworld. Who are you?"
AND: Sorry it's so short, but I wanted to get this out today. Hope you all don't try to kill me.
