We are fast forwarding a bit! Also, I just finished writing Wild Born!

"Okay is that everybody?" Olvan asked. "Alright Lenori you read" Olvan said, passing the book to her.

Chapter sixteen. Arrivals.

As Arax lunged, Tarik dove aside, narrowly avoiding the charge.

"That really was a close one" Rollan said

The ram's huge horns struck the stone slab with the force of an earthquake. Chunks of rock exploded out, and a web of cracks spread across the hard surface. The ledge vibrated beneath Meilin's feet. Tarik pulled his sword out, and his otter appeared with a flash. Arax sprang again, but this time Tarik flipped gracefully out of the way. Meilin surveyed the battleground. The ledge was very wide where they currently stood, and ran more or less level before it tapered to nothing in front of them. Beyond the lip of the ledge, a sheer drop awaited With a burst of light, Barlow released Jools. The grizzly bear slammed into Arax's rear leg, sliding the ram sideways and forcing him to quickstep to avoid stumbling.

"Jools had a small chance of defeating him." Rollan said

Arax kicked out sharply and caught the bear with a glancing blow from his huge hooves that sent Jools tumbling along the ledge Meilin raced back to check out the newcomers Arax had been so angry about. Hopefully Uraza was bringing reinforcements

"Yeah careful what you wish for" Abeke said

— a second detachment of Greencloaks would come in handy against the giant ram. Meilin curved around the massive slab and peered up the rocky slope. Ten — no, eleven — people were coming in her direction, from only a short distance away. None wore green cloaks, though several had spirit animals. A Niloan girl ran alongside a leopard, springing lightly among the rocks. The magnificent leopard moved with that peculiar combination of grace and power unique to big cats. The girl was lithe, tall for her age, and advanced confidently. There was a subtle synchronization to their movements, almost as if they were influenced by the same secret music. It had to be Uraza and her partner.

"Noo" Abeke said sarcastically

Meilin also saw a baboon, a wolverine, a cougar, a jackal, and an Amayan condor with widespread wings. She had seen all of these creatures in Zhongese menageries, but watching them charge down the slope toward her was a different experience than viewing them in a pen or a cage. "They aren't Greencloaks!" Meilin called.

"Yup" Lenori said "Careful what you wish for"

"This wasn't an ambush!" Tarik yelled to Arax. "These newcomers have been sent by our enemies!"The ram charged him again, and Tarik dodged to one side. There was an opening where he could have used his sword, but he didn't take a swing. "You're all here for the same purpose!" Arax raged. "You want to steal my Granite Ram!"

"With one difference" Conor said "We negotiate and they just take by force"

Rollan, Conor, and Monte dashed over to Meilin while Barlow and Tarik confronted Arax. "It's Zerif!" Rollan cried. The man with the sculpted beard raised his head and saluted. A jackal ran near him. "We meet again!" Zerif called, moving closer. "I like the color of your cloak, Rollan." "Are you here to fight us?" Rollan asked. "Not if you join us," Zerif replied with a confident laugh "Sylva, find the talisman." A vampire bat flashed out from the wrist of one of the women. She clutched it in both hands, eyes closed. A moment later her eyes opened — were they darker? "Done," she said. "Go get it," Zerif said. "The rest of us will mop up the mess."

"That sounded weird" Conor said

The woman headed off while the rest of the group scrambled closer. "Abeke!" Meilin called to the darkskinned girl. "We've been searching for you. Why are you helping them?"

"Because I'm confused" Abeke said

"She wants Uraza on the right side of the fight this time," said the boy rushing alongside the wolverine. "It's time for the Greencloaks to stop controlling the world." Hackles raised, Briggan growled. Uraza snarled right back at him. The savage tension between the two beasts made Meilin ready her quarterstaff. "Back up," Monte advised, retreating behind the sheltering slab. "They're coming down at us. Keep out of sight for as long as possible. Make them fight on level ground." He was right. Meilin backed up with the others, her stomach fluttering nervously. She had never engaged in actual combat before! Even the fight with the Raven warrior had been a contest with set rules. How would she fare with her life on the line? How dirty might these opponents fight?

"Very dirty" Rollan said

Meilin noticed Jhi scraping at a weed that protruded from a crack. "Jhi! Are you going to help me like how Lumeo helps Tarik? We're in trouble. I could use whatever power you can lend me." The panda gave her a neutral stare, then picked at the weed again. Meilin looked away in disgust.

"She was eating?" Conor said "eating while a battle was taking place?"

Conor repeatedly shifted his weight from one foot to the other, ax clutched tightly, his knuckles white. Briggan paced beside him, his fur upright. "You'll do fine," Meilin told Conor. He glanced over with a queasy smile. "I've chopped a lot of wood. If they hold really still, I'll do great." Meilin gave a surprised laugh. It took courage to joke at a time like this. Rollan stared at the sky. Essix circled high above. "Are you going to help?" he called, obviously frustrated.

"She's coming to target me so she can poke my eyes out" Abeke said

Glancing over her shoulder, Meilin saw Barlow on the ground below Arax, trying to avoid the stomp of his massive hooves. Tarik and Jools closed in to assist. When she turned back, an Amayan man sped around the edge of the slab astride a buffalo. She and the others dove out of the way as more enemies dashed into view. Meilin was only partially aware of the surrounding tumult. Briggan snapping at the underside of the buffalo. Conor holding a mountain goat back with wide sweeps of his ax. Rollan retreating while brandishing his dagger. Monte hurling a stone with a sling. Her primary attention was reserved for the woman approaching boldly beside a cougar. Meilin crouched into her fighting stance. Jhi raised up on her hind legs beside her. Clutching a spear, the woman sprang toward Meilin, leaping farther than seemed possible, lips peeled back in a hateful grimace. Meilin used her quarterstaff to bat away the spearhead, then spun and cracked the woman on the side of her skull.

"Just like you did to me" Abeke said

She crashed to the ground in a boneless sprawl. Meilin prepared to face the vengeance of the mountain lion. Coiled to pounce, the cougar stared at her panda. The big cat maintained the same pose for several seconds. On her hind legs, Jhi walked toward the mesmerized mountain lion and placed her paws at either side of its head. The cougar's eyes drooped, and it curled on the ground, soundly asleep. "Better than nothing," Meilin murmured, scanning the area. Barlow was helping Tarik lead the ram back along the ledge toward the new enemies. Meilin approved of the strategy — let the newcomers help tangle with the biggest threat. Briggan had rejoined Conor. An Amayan man lay on the ground near them, and his mountain goat was retreating from teeth and ax. Monte wrestled with a Zhongese woman whose agile mongoose tussled with Scrubber. He looked overmatched. Meilin's father had warned that there was little room for sportsmanship on the battlefield. When survival was in question, you fought hard and you seized every advantage, because your enemy was sure to do the same. So Meilin ran to Monte, bashed the woman on the back of her head, and then clubbed the mongoose.

The buffalo charged Arax. Barlow and Tarik sprang clear. Though big and strong, the buffalo looked pathetic compared to the hulking ram.

"Yeah like that's gonna work" Rollan said

An Amayan man ran behind, shouting for his buffalo to stop. Ram and buffalo came together head to head with a sickening crunch. The buffalo flopped backward, disgustingly crumpled, and the man screamed. Essix screeched overhead. Looking up, Meilin saw Abeke and Uraza perched atop the stone slab. Harassed by Essix, Abeke tried to aim her bow down at the skirmish. The falcon dove in to disrupt her shot, talons clawing at the girl's hands. Uraza snarled, batting at the bird with lethal paws. Essix shrieked again

"I hope you didn't hurt my bird" Rollan said

"No, Abeke!" Meilin called. "You're fighting for the wrong side!" Abeke tried to shoot Essix but narrowly missed.

"WHAT!" Rollan shouted "YOU SHOT AT ESSIX!" Abeke scratched her head and chuckled "Like three times actually" Rollan groaned

Meilin looked for Jhi, and found the panda carefully climbing the least steep edge of the slab where Abeke perched, down at the far sideTarik was locked in sword-to-sword combat with Zerif. Tarik moved like an acrobat, twisting and leaping with vicious grace, but Zerif seemed up to the challenge, deflecting every blow and attacking with astounding speed. "Meilin, look out!" Monte warned Meilin pivoted just in time to dodge a sword thrust from the boy with the wolverine.

"That is the first time I met Shane" Meilin said

His saber had a gleaming blade and a gilded hilt. Meilin tried to undercut his legs with her quarterstaff but he jumped the attempt and once again very nearly stabbed her. As she tried to attack with her quarterstaff he chopped it in half, and when she tried to fight with one half in each hand, he quickly shortened both halves with precise strokes. He was skilled and quick, and Meilin doubted whether she could stand against him even if she had a sword. Backing away, Meilin pulled out her club.

"You couldn't beat Shane?" Rollan said "that was my first battle" Meilin snapped

It was thicker and shorter than the quarterstaff, and banded with iron. Rollan came flying out of nowhere with his dagger, but the skillful boy parried the attack and kicked him away. The wolverine got hold of Rollan's arm and shook it viciously. "You have talent," the boy said to Meilin. "It's a shame you fight against us. "Your people are invading my homeland," Meilin growled. "It's a compliment," the boy said. "We admire Zhong. We dream of a better Zhong, free from the oppression of the Greencloaks." Meilin attacked with her club. He dodged one lightning-fast blow, blocked another, then took the offensive. Meilin backed away, barely holding her own in the onslaught. When he came with an overhanded stroke, she was so busy deflecting it that she never saw the kick that swept her feet out from under her. Standing over Meilin, saber poised to strike, the boy grinned. "Let me suggest that you yield."

"Beaten by Shane!" Rollan said "How is that possible"

"I'll go" Conor said

Chapter seventeen. Granite Ram