Chapter 6
Dazi smelled anxious. Mateo had cringed as well when the speakers mentioned putting on animal skins, but only because he feared how Dazi and Tommo would react. Then the stupid fox had to go and mention finding magic. Mateo knew it was only rhetoric. To Dazi and Tommo, it was proof that their tribe was in danger. He had to get them out of there.
Mopsy, his new rabbit friend, shrugged at the speech. “I don’t want to be a bunny 24/7, but if I could snap my fingers and change back and forth, that’d be nice.”
“Not me,” said Dirk the monitor lizard. “I’d gladly give up this soft skin in exchange for scales and claws, even if the rest of me looked mostly human. What about you, Mateo?”
“I—” Mateo glanced over at Dazi, who stood stock still, eyes alight with panic. “I would be fine wi
