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WHEN RASHA AND Chigo reached Chilali, she didn’t go in the direction of the castle. She turned instead in the direction of her Aunt Sochi’s home.
Rasha opened the door to the small cottage, and a warm gust of heat welcomed her. They stumbled inside, both blue from the cold.
“I thought maybe you would have started a fire and kept yourselves warm until morning,” Sochi said as she pulled them inside.
Temi walked in behind the others, shaking the cold off of his fur. He walked to the fire and sat himself down.
“T-too cold, and wet. B-better to keep m-moving.” Rasha’s teeth chattered as she spoke.
“Look at you both, cold, tired, and starving.” She pulled out a chair for each of them. “Sit yourselves down. I’ve got breakfast on.” She bustled around the kitchen, preparing their bowls.
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