Wow, what a clever name for a chapter, huh? That was literally what it was titled when i saw it lmaaaoooo. Also, this is another short chapter, so that sucks. I don’t understand why I thought I could write short chapters and pull it off. Probably because James Patterson did. Anyways, enjoy.

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While Scruff still spits out dirt, I gaze at the bright blue sky, examining the clouds, that looked like big cotton balls. I frown. A little closer is a dark cloud, moving fast. Too fast to be a normal cloud. I squint hard, and realize its those flying wolf thingies. Gosh, I really need a name for them.

"Guys, get ready," I say springing up, "We've got company." Zeke gives me an incredulous look. What? I'm telling the truth. Look up. I think hard at him. He tilts his head up, and his face becomes hard as steel as he spots the Wolf-Bird hybrids. Scruff and Glaine get up, already in a fighting stance. The WolfBird hybrids land and instantly charge for us.

A boy wolf punches, neatly clipping me in the jaw, as the blow knocks my head back. I ignore the pain and crescent kick him, and it lands on the side of his head. He kicks at me, but I dodge it, snapping out my wings, and getting airborne. I fly fast, up as high as I can, and fold my wings in, dropping like a rock. I whip my feet out, and knock wolf boy over, my feet connecting with his stomach. One down. About five more Wolfs surround me, and it's all like, a little karate chop here, a roundhouse kick there, and an uppercut. The others are taking the Wolfs out pretty well.

I keep forgetting about Glaine and Scruff. Glaine has bright green eyes and red hair, kind of orangish. Or whatever. Scruff has dark eyes and blond hair that kind of does that swish thing. Swagg yo. I'm just kidding, he hasn't got any.

A few minutes later, we're sprawled across the dirt, looking through the canopy of trees. My stomach growls unpleasantly, so I think we need to find food. But one question, why are these little freak-o's after us all the time? Its extremely annoying. I remembered when Brute said I was way different than any other person. Well, you got that right. But it was just... Different. I frown.

"Alright, guys we need to find something to eat, this time, not at a fast food place," I said, sitting up as Glaine, Zeke, and Scruff do the same. "me and Zeke, Scruff and Glaine. We'll split up. Come back to this place when you find something," I gesture to the clearing we're sitting in. "Capiche?" I said. They all nodded, And Zeke made his way towards me.

"C'mon, Lenaia. Let's go." Zeke unfurls his light brown wings, a serene look on his face. I grin and snap out my black ones. We leap into the air at the same time, flying silently.