Chapter five
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It took a surprisingly short time to get used to the company of Theron. True, it had taken a little effort when hunting. Harry had made a rather poor job of making a bow, so he had instead made a spear. Due to the new strength from his new body, he could throw the spear both far and accurately. This came in useful, when he finally found other animals beside the ikran. The first one he had seen, was dead. Theron had flown away after the first night, leaving Harry by the stream of water collecting the berries again. He was just thinking about how he had to find other foods he could eat, if not he would go crazy without any variation. Just then Theron came swooping back, carrying a rather big deer-like thing. As Harry approached the ikran with its prey, he noticed that the colour was wrong. Realizing that this was actually painstakingly obvious, he tried to ignore the thought, and examine the animal. The animal would be shorter than Harry when standing, but since Harry now had a rather alarming height, that didn't mean much. The animal could easily be 2 meters tall and still shorter than Harry. On closer examination, he realized that the creature would be very elegant and beautiful, with the fragile frame.
The first shock he received, was realizing he had no way of making a fire. The second, was he had no way of cutting the flesh of the deer-like being that his ikran had hunted. Reaching this conclusion, he let Theron have the meat, and set to work on a plan to make cutting-implements and ways to make fires with ease. It was then that he thanked the heavens for his reading-mania over the last decades. He had read lots of books, some where he learned skills like making tools. Why he had read those books, he never knew, but now he thanked all the libraries and bookstores he ever knew.
It took several weeks for things to fall into some kind of normalcy. After some tries, and several cut and bruised fingers, he had managed to make both the spear and a knife for hunting and making of food. Harry had found that in this place, the animals had six legs, rather than four like he was used to. And he had also noticed that most of them were not so docile and peaceful as the deer, which just ran away if he spotted you. Harry had first-hand experienced to be hunted, and by some kind of big, black cat. He had managed to escape it by jumping into a river, with just a scrape on his leg as a souvenir for his troubles. Another time he had seen some kind of huge animal, twice the size of an elephant, and a lot faster too. He had not been the one unlucky enough to be in its path, only seen as the great animal crushed smaller trees and vegetation as he rushed after another, smaller animal that Harry could not see clearly, but he did not think it got away unscathed, judging by the whimpering-noises he heard from the general direction they had gone. But the animal that had truly frightened him, was in the air. He had been out hunting with Theron, looking for more of the deer-like creatures, when a sudden shadow had come over them. Looking up, Harry saw a huge ikran, with red and gold as its colour, and it was coming right at them. Realizing the danger they were in, he made Theron dive, looking for vegetation to hide in, as the bigger animal would not be able to fit in the smaller space of the forest. But as he saw the forest and the treetops coming closer, he knew they would not make it, the great flying monster behind them was too close, and would reach them before they could reach safety. And as he looked back, he could see that it was too close already, close enough to strike. Harry looked at with dread as it directed its head at the tale of Theron, probably trying to make Theron unable to fly probably or steer in any direction. As he saw the beast open its mouth, Harry was filled with both dread and rage. He yelled at the animal, "No! Stop!" And as he yelled, he raised his hands as if trying to physically stop it. And as he did so, he felt something rush trough his veins and out of his fingertips. He watched as the huge ikran stopped, as if meeting a wall in mid-air. It shrieked, as it came further away from its prey, trapped behind an invisible wall.
Exhaustion overcame Harry as they reached the trees and landed on a branch out of sight from the skies. He could feel Theron's fear from the Bond, and tried to calm him down, both with his mind and with his voice. After a few minutes, he seemed to have calmed down enough for them to try and fly again. This time they stayed close to the treetops, in case the animal came back, and tried to eat them again. Half an hour later, they could see the mountain again, and a quarter of an hour later, they were landing just outside of the cave.
"Come on, we still got some food from yesterday that you can have." He told his ikran, walking towards the entrance of the cave, where there was a little meat left from one of these deer that Theron seemed to like so much, considering how often he hunted them. Handing the meat over to the ikran, who carefully took the meat from his fingers and then greedily gulped the food down. Harry on the other hand, found some of the fruits and berries he had found and stored, and sat down on his bed, thinking. He had done magic. This simple sentence filled him with joy. He could do magic! He felt an urge to go out in the setting sun and dance as the bioluminescent plants came to life. As he swallowed the last bite, he decided that he would not dance, but go out and enjoy the light-show. So he crawled out again, and sat down on a stone he had placed there for just such an purpose, as he saw the plants starting to glow and come to life in a way never before seen on earth. And for the first time in a long time, he felt completely at home and at peace.
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