Sully’s arm on my shoulder was the only thing that kept my head from slamming into the hard metal ceiling. He pulled me sideways, against him. I was breathing hard, bile rising in my throat.Easy, Chasidah. Calm. Ren’s presence floated through me.I tried to focus on Sully, my eyes blinking rapidly. God. God. But what I saw looked nothing like anything any God had ever made. Ever could’ve made. I’d never seen one that close, that clearly before. The ones in the transport ship had been caged, crated. I’d only run escort, and had been on board the transport ship only briefly.The one on Moabar had attacked at night. The forest had been shadowed. Its hideousness, less distinct.I heard the crackling noise again. Wings moved below me. That was followed by a wheezing, snuffling sound. The jukor was scenting, for me.It knows we’re here, Sully. A sick feeling rolled through me again. Then immediately something cool, like clear water. Ren.It senses something, Sully answered. It doesn’t know what.
