CHAPTER NINE
“Anna!” Arian cried out as she made for the pool.
“Hold a moment or you will transform!” Grandmother shouted at her. Arian reluctantly stopped on the water’s edge while Grandmother stretched out the cane to me. “Grab hold.”
I flung myself over the stick and was dragged to land. Arian dropped to her knees and pulled me out of the water where I lay in a wet, stinky heap. My friend rubbed me down with a towel which soothed my tense muscles.
A cane clacked into my line of sight and I turned my head far enough to find myself staring up into the bemused face of Grandmother. She nudged one of my back feet with the tip of her cane. “Well, well, the silver hair is really silver fur.”
I sat up and huffed at her.
Grandmother frowned and wagged a finger at me. “Don’t go start
