o standing in the middle of the savan

ghed, instinctively covering his groin

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job to do. He scanned the ground and found wha

the rock high above his head, and

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red. The rich scent of

dive in, but Franco grabbed them b

a. His human brain screamed at the thought. He wasn't

going t

nest. Then, using a technique he'd learned for a wilderness survival s

e need to provide, he pushed through the pain. Finall

tly. A tiny flame

fe, Sean and Roy yelped and scra

ed. Fire. It was the one thing all animals fe

n voice soft and reassuring. "It's

ich egg to the edge of the fire, let

raw scent of egg, but a rich, savory, co

Their mouths began to water. Th

His fear of the fire was at war with a hu

He tapped the shell, cracking it open to reveal a steaming, golden custard. He scoo

ved it to the cubs. They devoured it,

co's sharp hearing picked up a fai

the golden light a familiar, fleeting cloak. He

azelle, limping badly,

at. A re

s to hide in the hollow of the empty ostrich nest. Then, like a

rother, who was still mesmerized by the linger

going to be ri