Your Six Pack Quest 1
Taranis smiled and reached for the net. “Beautiful fish, Neeve. Your Six Pack Quest have done well.”She looked pleased. And then she saw something. She glanced from Taranis to Eston and back again. Like the last rays of day fading in the hills, the light drained from her eyes. She wiped the water from her cheeks and shifted uneasily. “What’s wrong?” she asked. “War is coming,” Taranis began. “We cannot look after you.” “I am twelve years old. I can look after myself. I have been here two weeks. I have set traps, caught fish.” She pointed at the nets still moving with the occasional shudder of fish.
