Slylock Fox – February 6th, 2014
The sled tore across the snow like a hurricane, sending creatures sailing through the air. Heather wanted to look back, but she couldn’t. Not yet.
After the toboggan cut up the hill, it never stopped. They were flying! Heather smiled in relief for a moment, but suddenly she heard the growling all over again.
Who knew Prickly Blue Braineaters could fly?