The dimly lit forest stretched out in front of Dahlia and the gang like a maze, with the snow muffling all sounds made by them. With determination written all over her face, Dahlia held Javier close against her chest as he snuggled himself in his sleep.
Quietly moving sideways was Larry whose piercing eyes concentrated on every inch of visible ground while Penelope lay safely asleep on his back. Meanwhile there was Wilf, whose scuffs were muffled since Larry had tied a scarf around his mouth to prevent him from barking. They soon reached the mouth of another cave and Dahlia expressed her desire to rest for a bit.
“We can’t stay here,” said Larry panting and out of breath from trying to outrun Ezra's men “They’ll catch up to us if we stop.”
Cold gasps were coming through Dahlia's lips c
