Starlight survived the wyvernling’s sting. Once they were all awake, the three of them easily defended the camp, killing the three winged creatures.
Starlight: Do you think they taste good?
Murri: Ha! Now there is a thought.
Alina: I wouldn’t trust her taste buds, Murri. She’ll eat anything.
A few days later, just after sunset, they arrived in Eastbrook without further incident.
Alina led the pony pulling Murri’s goods to the back entrance of the Winter Wolf and helped him unload. . . [ »»»]