She detected heat, movement. No one’s stupid enough to be that exposed in the snow.
“Hide,” Narra commanded Jae. She nocked an arrow, elbow up, eyes trained, just as Diannao once taught.
Jae had drawn over Diannao’s face one day, but Diannao taught her to focus despite distractions.
The cabin door slammed.
Narra watched in horror as Jae ran by, “no!” She grabbed at him. Missed. Fumbled with the arrow. Dropped it.
“You’ve forgotten to breathe.” Diannao emerged, carrying supplies and Jae.
Narra gawked, “how-” and noticed the scribbles on Diannao’s metal face had persisted, despite everything.
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