Cara laughed with delight as she soared up and down just centimeters from the surface of the waves. At one point, she even dipped her back legs down far enough to touch the water. She flew along the coast heading in the same direction Symba had taken her the day she and Trelon ended up in the meadow. As she neared the cliffs again, she pushed down with her wings, gaining altitude.
She saw Trelon out of the corner of her eye. He was coming down at her with his claws extended as if he was going to grab her in midair. Just before he reached her, she did a flip and twisted away from him, skimming between him and the cliff with mere meters to spare. She snorted at his growl.
She popped up over the edge of the cliff and kept climbing until she was high above the ground. She could see the fores
