Base Nature (24 page)

He hit
the
f
l
o
o
r
o
n
all
f
o
ur
s
and sniff
e
d
the m
o
o
nli
g
ht.
He t
o
ss
e
d
his
h
e
ad
b
ack
bu
t
e
v
e
n
G
a
rre
tt
’
s
w
o
lf
k
n
e
w
n
o
t
t
o
h
o
wl
h
ere
.
Be
st
t
o
wait
u
ntil
he hit
the l
o
cal
pa
r
k.
He c
o
u
ld
r
o
am
the
hiki
n
g
t
r
ails
and
ru
stle
u
p
s
o
me
r
a
bb
its
and
sq
u
i
rre
ls.
M
ay
b
e
h
e’
d
g
e
t l
u
cky
and hit
a g
r
o
u
p
o
f
deer
.
N
e
ws
had
n
o
t
sp
re
ad
o
f his a
rr
ival
y
e
t.
T
he
l
o
cal
wil
d
life w
er
e
still fat and
lazy,
u
nawa
r
e
o
f his p
re
s
e
nc
e
.

He was
at
the
t
o
p
o
f
the
st
e
ps
wh
e
n
the
do
o
rbe
ll
r
ang.
G
a
rre
tt
f
r
o
z
e
,
f
o
re
paw
i
n
the ai
r
,
s
n
o
u
t
b
ack,
e
a
r
s
p
er
k
e
d
.
He h
e
a
r
d
the sc
u
ff
o
f
slipp
er
s
o
r
s
o
ft
s
h
o
e
s
o
n
his
br
o
a
d
plank
e
d
f
r
o
nt
p
o
r
ch.
T
he wind
t
o
ss
e
d
the
o
a
k
t
r
e
e
o
u
t
the
s
i
d
e
win
d
o
w
and it
br
o
u
ght
to
him
the
sc
e
nt
o
f
h
er
.
W
oo
d
and
b
l
oo
d
a
nd
lav
e
n
der
.
He
cl
o
s
e
d
h
is
e
y
e
s, pict
ur
ing
the
m
o
o
nlight,
falling
b
ackwa
r
d
in
t
o
it
again.
Wh
e
n
he
o
p
e
n
e
d
his
e
y
e
s,
his f
ee
t
w
er
e
white
aga
i
nst
the
o
ld
Or
i
e
ntal
ru
nn
e
r
o
n
the
st
e
ps.
He
g
r
a
bb
e
d
sw
e
ats
f
r
o
m

the
b
anist
e
r
and
p
u
ll
e
d
th
e
m
o
n and
w
e
nt
t
o
answ
e
r
the
d
oo
r
.

G
a
rre
t
t
t
o
o
k
two
dee
p
bre
aths
at
the
do
o
r
.
He
c
o
u
ld
s
e
e
h
e
r
o
u
tline
th
r
o
u
gh
the thick
l
e
a
de
d
g
lass.
T
he
p
ebb
l
e
d
,
o
paq
u
e
win
d
o
w
d
ist
o
r
t
e
d
h
e
r
and
th
re
w
the
c
o
l
o
r
o
f h
e
r
re
d
r
o
b
e
a
r
o
u
nd
l
ike a
st
r
o
b
e li
g
ht.
Bu
t
s
h
e’
s
still
be
a
u
tif
u
l
.
He wi
l
l
e
d
h
i
s
b
o
d
y to calm
and
r
i
g
ht
its
e
lf.
N
o
t
the
w
o
lf
pa
r
t,
the
m
a
n
pa
r
t.
T
he sm
e
ll
o
f
h
e
r had giv
e
n
him
a
be
lly
f
u
ll
o
f
bu
t
t
er
fli
e
s
a
nd
an
ere
cti
o
n
that
w
o
u
ld
b
e
d
iffic
u
lt
t
o
hi
de
.
He
p
u
ll
e
d
the
d
oo
r
o
p
e
n
bu
t
k
e
pt
it
i
n f
r
o
nt
o
f h
i
s
b
o
d
y like
a shi
e
l
d
.
“Hi,
L
iv.
E
v
er
ything
o
kay?”

T
he
wind
c
h
o
se
that
m
o
m
e
nt
in
time
to
b
l
o
w
vic
i
o
u
sly.
A
s
kitt
er
ing
cha
o
tic
pa
r
a
d
e
o
f
de
ad
l
e
av
e
s
m
a
r
ch
e
d
ac
r
o
ss
h
is
p
o
r
ch
and
b
il
l
o
w
e
d
h
e
r
r
o
b
e
a
r
o
u
nd h
e
r
b
a
r
e
l
e
gs.
U
n
de
r
the
thick
re
d
c
o
v
er
ing
she
w
a
s
w
e
a
r
ing
o
nly a
n
i
ghtg
o
wn.
L
iv
l
e
t
o
u
t a
w
h
oo
p
o
f s
ur
p
r
ise
that
q
u
ickly
d
iss
o
lv
e
d
in
a
s
e
lf-
de
p
r
e
cating
la
u
gh.
“
Fin
e
,
it
’
s
all
fin
e
.
I
want
e
d to
c
o
me
and
say—”
A
n
o
th
e
r
wh
o
o
p
a
nd
m
o
r
e
win
d
.

G
a
rre
t
t
c
o
u
ld sm
e
ll
a
st
o
r
m
c
o
mi
n
g.
O
ne
with
e
l
e
ct
r
i
city
and win
d
.
T
he th
re
at
o
f lightn
i
ng
ma
d
e
his n
o
se
and
th
r
o
at tickle
like
a
m
ild
s
h
o
ck.
He
g
r
a
bbe
d
h
e
r
w
r
ist
bu
t k
e
pt
h
i
s
t
o
u
ch
g
e
ntle and t
u
gg
e
d
h
e
r
in
s
i
de
.
“
G
e
t
ou
t
o
f
the
w
i
n
d
,
L
iv.
N
o
re
as
o
n
y
o
u can
’
t
stand
in
m
y…
u
m…”

H
e
r
e
y
e
s
had
g
o
ne
r
ight
to
h
is
b
a
r
e
be
lly,
his
n
avy
sw
e
ats
and
h
is
still
p
re
tty
o
b
v
i
o
u
s
h
a
rd
-
o
n.
S
he
bre
ath
e
d
o
u
t and
it alm
o
st
s
o
u
n
de
d
like
a w
o
r
d
bu
t
n
o
t q
u
it
e
.

“
S
o
rr
y,”
G
a
rre
t
t
sai
d
,
“I
was
s
l
ee
ping.”
A
s
if
that
e
xplain
e
d
his
ha
r
d c
o
ck.
A
s
if
he
o
w
e
d
h
e
r
an ap
o
l
o
gy.

A
wa
r
m
ru
sh
o
f l
u
st
wash
e
d
o
v
e
r
him a
split s
e
c
o
nd
be
f
o
r
e
s
he
re
ach
e
d
o
u
t. His mind
c
l
o
ude
d
white
and
red
.
Mo
o
nlight
and
b
l
o
o
d
.
T
he
o
pp
o
s
i
ng
f
o
r
c
e
s
o
f
p
ur
e
a
nd savage swi
r
l
e
d
in
his
h
e
ad and ma
d
e
his
h
e
a
r
t
r
ac
e
.
She t
o
u
ch
e
d
his
be
lly
and the m
u
scl
e
s
spasm
e
d like
s
he
had
bur
n
e
d
h
im.
“
L
iv…”
he
sta
r
t
ed
,
his
v
o
ice
h
o
l
d
ing
a wa
r
ning.