"Yeah..." She took another look up at the sky and her breath caught in her throat.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Where are we going daddy?" The tall man laughs and ruffles his daughters hair. "To hunt. Its time for me to teach you." The small girl smiles and shakes her wings excitedly. She was finally seven after all. Trees rush by as the father and daughter pick up speed, echo location on the trail of something fast moving. The sun is setting and the daughter looks up at the sky, excitedly.</span><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I can hear it!" She squeals excitedly. The father smiles and begins to float down, his own wings majestic and large. "I'll go in the bushes to get it." He says, pressing his finger to his mouth. The daughter, covers her mouth and giggles.<br/>"Okay!"</span><br/><span style="font-style: italic">She sits and waits... The sun falls but her father doesn't come back. Finally she gets worried and peers around the bush. "Daddy?" Da-" Her mouth stops, only to be replaced by a high scream. Red was everywhere... her father in the middle. Tears burn in her eyes as she screeches louder, terror on her face. Suddenly a hand clamps down on her mouth.</span><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"There are things in this forest that would make the strong flee." The voice says, laughing.</span><br/><br/><br/>Caramandia barely heard the lion over her blood in her ears, biting back tears.