<span style="font-style: italic">A screetch riveted in Holet's mind and into hers; the shock brought Na'vee to a stand-still in the middle of a tree. Above, the white flash of her gyrfalcon caught her attention as he sped toward something just a few yards away. Feeling the satisfied gurgle in her mind and the satisfied preen in his mind, Na'vee only assumed he found himself prey and started toward his diction. <br/><br/>It was almost like she walked in on a mirageÂ  in the middle of the desert land. The moment she passed a large tree, there was a fairly large cabin behind a few trees - then it vanished as fast as she blinked. Quickly, she spun to see Holet - perched on top of a hanging deer carcass - vanish as well. <br/><br/>Fear. Uncontrollable fear settled in her heart.</span>"Holet!"<span style="font-style: italic">She rushed to where the tree had been and tried to connect with Holet. What magic did this? Who did this? The questions rushed in like they had before and she felt another panick set inside her. </span>