The caves had some area where Mana had to crawl through, and the Zeta wasn't happy about it. He grunted as he squeezed through, but anytime I tried to help him he'd growl at me. A soft warning growl that I couldn't understand. We had been traveling for hours when the air heated up behind us.
As one we turned and watched as yet more of the fire-cats appeared. There was more this time, and they were bigger. One was even the size of Mana, and their eyes were watching everything we did, judging us.
I shivered. Some of those eyes I recognized. "I hate this," I whispered as I shifted. I took a stance in front of my mates as I prepared to once more fight.
Mana grunted. "And yet we have no other alternative but to fight. We must push forward, and we must fight. If we let them win, they will
