George could see trouble brewing, and feared the journey they still had ahead of them today. He held up a hand to interrupt them and turned back to the creature.
“Mag, we’re cold and we have young ones with us. We must get to shelter tonight, and then to Edgewood Manor. That’s a long distance for us.”
He pictured it to her as a map with their location and the ways marked, out of habit, since he was always conscious of them. To his astonishment, she echoed it back with a much higher level of detail, and Edgewood Manor’s location was emphasized.
*There? Your intention?*
“Yes, that’s where we’re headed. Can you come with us? It might take a day or two.”
*Picture of Mag moving abruptly through space, coming out at Edgewood Manor. Picture of people following.*
George blinked. “You can mak
