Luka was half-dragged along, trying to regain her footing. She couldn't look back- if she did that she wouldn't be able to keep up with the boy in front of her. "Hattie," she gasped, breathing hard. "What about my friends? Shouldn't we have... seen them by now?" She clutched the kitten to her chest, unconciously gripping Hattie's hand.
[[Actually, I was thinking that as the story developes they'll all develope psionic powers... like telepathy and whatnot. :sweat: I should organize that better.]]