Chapter 5
Phoebe opened her eyes and took a moment to orient herself. She lay on her back in a forest clearing. The grass, soft and lush, acted as a nice cushion. In the sky, the moon shone bright, blocking out most of the stars. A cricket chirped near her, singing its night song with a consistency that calmed her. Gone was the cold temperatures of winter, and in its stead, humidity and warmth enveloped her.
“Charley, are you here?” She sat up and called out as loud as she dared.
A groan from off to her right in the bushes answered her.
“Charley?” She rushed over to the spot and found Charley bent over a fallen tree.
“Yeah, I’m here.” He slid down to the forest floor and checked that he had all his extremities. “What happened to us?”
Phoebe looked around the forest. “The Golden Fox s
