Becoming a goshawk, Amber flew back out the window to Treon, landing on his back.
“What were you doing in there?” Treon asked.
“Not much. Ready to take me to your sister now?”
“Let me know where the warriors are.”
She directed him to Keeley’s window, glad there were no warriors posted outside it like there were for the cell that contained the bracelets. She slipped through the bars, flying inside to land in front of Keeley, glad of her ability to see in limited light. She shapeshifted when Keeley sat up, having been curled up on the floor, wrapped in a thin blanket.
“Have you come to take me out of here? It’s so cold when I can’t keep my body temperature up as much as it normally is.”
Amber was tempted to point out that Keeley’s temperature was far warmer than her own. She unsn
