"Look out!" Garret yells.

We slam onto the ground. I fall of the rock and slam into the mud. Thank God the ride is over. My inners feel all twisted in horrible ways. I feel sick to my stomach. I feel like I'm going to puke. I grip my mouth.

"Alright, no more of that." Devon says.

"For once I agree." Cornwall sighs.

I grip the sword. It's sharp yet smooth. Garret helps me up.

"Are you alright?" He asks.

I nod.

"Are the creatures gone?" Devon asks.

"I think so." I dust myself off.

I look at the sword.

"Ooh! Can I touch it?" Devon asks.

"No! The sword only belongs to Arthur." Garret says.

I nod.

"Hey... you okay?" Garret puts his hand on my shoulder.

"Fine... just scared." I say.

"Of?" Garret asks.

"Just what now?" I ask.

He takes my hand and kisses it. My face turns red. Devon almost cries. Cornwall slaps him. They get into a fight. My ears start twitching like crazy and my tiny tail keeps spinning out of control. He looks down at me.

"It'll be fine trust me. But right now, we need to get to the edge of the forest." He says.

"Okay..." I mutter.