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*Kieran* If I was smart, I’d rest during the day and run at night. But I guess I’m not that smart because the sun is hanging overhead, and Blanca and I have been running for hours. We hug the base of the mountains for shelter to exclude anyone coming up on that side. So far, despite the messages from the warriors in my range that my father is absolutely pissed, none of them have been able to find us. They still trust what I’m telling them and are fanning further away from us. No one is even questioning me. It’s a good thing, too, because there’s no way in hell we’d be able to fight off a group of my father’s warriors. They are the best trained fighters in the world, and there are just two of us. Not even an entire flock of birds would help us with that. Blanca is keeping pace with me th