The twig snapped again.
I froze.
Not because I was scared.
Because I knew exactly where it had come from.
Twenty feet to my left.
Behind the trees.
I turned my head slowly.
Nothing.
Just the northern forest stretching beneath the moonlight.
Tall trees.
Dark shadows.
A thin layer of mist hovering close to the ground.
I narrowed my eyes.
“Hello?”
Silence.
I waited.
Nothing moved.
Then another sound.
A soft rustle.
This time, farther away.
I took one step toward it.
“Luna?”
I stopped.
Maya's voice came from behind me.
I turned.
She stood at the edge of the training grounds, arms folded.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing.”
She raised an eyebrow.
“You've been staring into the forest for, like, five minutes.”
“I heard something.”
Maya looked toward the trees.
“Probab
