Chapter Ten
Pacing from north to south in long strides, Karceoles held his hands behind his back while staring solemnly at the ground. Beetles scurried about; he was careful to avoid them. Some were small, clicking beetles and others tri-horn beetles. Sighing, he lifted up a small clicking beetle by its backside, holding it close to his ear. He heard the continuous clicking it created by snapping its head in an attempt to jump. Letting go, he watched as it snapped once more, diving into the air.
Something felt wrong to him, very wrong, but he wasn’t sure what it was. It had been a great while since Searon and Starlyn had left to search for herbs. They shouldn’t have been gone so long, since they’d traveled by horseback, and already the sun began to set. Cursing under his breath, he tore
