Rebecca looked at the raging waters of the river. It was hard to believe that they would eventually find a place to cross. Even though they had walked now for a few days, they had not yet found the fork in the river that Wolf had talked about, and both of their spirits were beginning to sag. When they looked back, the mountains they had crossed still seemed dreadfully close.
Silver Sky, who had been so excited to start this section of their journey, now found that walking along the rocky banks was more clumsy and challenging than he had at first expected. He preferred the grassy areas away from the water. He found himself continuously at odds with Rebecca, who wanted to take a more direct route.
They found themselves walking in grumpy silence a great deal of the time. Silver Sky wanted to lighten the mood, but was not sure how. Rebecca being in a foul mood was something he was not used to.
He looked up to the sky, where the sun hung heavy high above.
“How about a break, dearest?” he asked the sullen little girl.
“We need to keep going,” was the curt reply.
“You’re human, now. You need to eat and rest from time to time,” Silver Sky prodded.
Rebecca shot him a withering glare, but found a soft spot to sit and rummage through the backpack for something to eat. She knew he was right. She also knew that she was being more than a bit rude and grumpy. She felt guilty. She hadn’t found a way to talk to Silver Sky about the many things Wolf had said. And she wasn’t sure she wanted to.