Her mom must have brought in the cute toy to cheer her up and then forgotten to tell her about it. She must be more affected by her seasickness than she’d realized—first she’d imagined floating on a sparkly bubble raft, and now she thought she’d heard this toy puppy speak to her! Robyn stood up and went to reach out toward the toy. “Hello. Aren’t you gorgeous? I wonder where Mom found you.” “I came here by myself,” the puppy woofed. “When you fell, I used my magic to stop you from being hurt. I am sorry if I startled you.” Robyn gasped and pulled her hand back as if it had been burned. “You…you can talk!” she cried. The puppy blinked up at her with wide midnight-blue eyes. Despite its tiny size, it didn’t seem to be afraid of her. “Yes. I am Storm of the Moon-claw pack. What is your name? And what is this strange moving place?” “Robyn. Robyn Parsons. And we’re on a ship called Sea Princess. I’m here on a Christmas cruise with my parents,” Robyn explained, her mind still whirling.
