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and they were hard to catch. They ran in erratic patterns that made it difficult to grab them in flight. He had snatched their work beasts before, but those beasts were tough and stringy. He did it only when he was really hungry. Lowlack often saw humans burn their meat with fire. They didn’t eat it raw, which he thought was strange. After all, the taste of meat is destroyed when it’s burnt. That nice bloody taste is lost. He saw them take the seeds of the grass and crush them into powder. Then they mixed it with water, formed it into blocks, and put it in large carved out rocks that they heated with fire. They ate these blocks. One time, he grabbed some of them off the ground after they dropped some while the females were running from him. He held one of the blocks in his front claws, ripped a piece off, and started to chew it. It tasted awful. He had to flame the taste out of his mouth.
    Lowlack now approached the mountains. He first saw some jump-beasts in a valley crevice, but the area was too small for him to fit into.
    So, he circled around the mountain to see if there were more on the other side. When he came around a large ridge near the mountain’s top, he spotted a small Averon flying near the wide valley floor. It was carrying a small animal in its talons. He couldn’t see quite what; it was hidden below the Averon. Lowlack pulled his great wings in and dove straight at it. Suddenly, he heard a great shriek. A flock of five or six Averons had just flown around the mountain opposite from him and was warning their fellow. The Averon Lowlack was diving on looked up. It dropped its prey and flew towards its companions. Lowlack made a quick decision to grab the dropped animal, rather than take on six Averons. So he swooped down and clutched the small body in mid-air just before it would have hit the ground. He then extended his wings and glided back around the mountain on an updraft of air.
    Lowlack looked down and realized that he had a small human who was still alive and conscious. He thought that since this was a child and about the right size for a good meal for Fienna, he would take it back to the cave. After all, maybe Fienna would like the taste of human. As he flew, the little human kept touching his claw, Lowlack felt oddly warm when he did this. Lowlack thought it was just the exertion and his age that caused the warm feeling, so he ignored it. He flew back the same path he came and finally started to approach Dawra’s cave. He reached down and grabbed this small human by a rope tied around his waist. He didn’t want to crush it on landing. The little thing struggled against great odds. Lowlack realized it was a brave little thing as he flew into the dark opening of Dawra’s cave.
     
     

Chapter 11 - The Healer
    (An Injury Healed is a Joy to the Healer.)
    337 set of seasons since the coming of the Averons
     
     
    As Terra opened his eyes, he could see another large monster and a small one about three times his size. The small one seemed to be hurt; its wing was bent. The large one stood near the small one, protecting it and speaking in a language he could not understand. He felt himself being moved toward the small monster, and he was dropped on the dusty floor. He fell on his bottom, and it hurt. He did not cry; he had stopped that long ago. He stood and was instinctively drawn to the small monster with the broken wing. He felt that he should heal it. He didn’t know why, but he liked healing others; it made him feel good.
    When he went to it, the little one gave out a high-pitched scream that hurt his ears, but it didn’t back away.
    As he reached for the little monster and touched the injured area of its wing, he felt his hand tingle with warmth as it always did when he healed things. This time something was different. He could not hear anything around him. As his hand warmed, he felt the thoughts of the Fienna. He thought that this was a Fienna. No, her name is Fienna, and she is a