Fireborn Extract 3

Five made a strangled, high-pitched sound that might have been a smothered scream. Phoenix couldn’t contain a whoop as the ground fell away; the feeling of freedom was too immense. Widge poked his head curiously out of her collar and closed his eyes, enjoying the fresh breeze in his cheek fur and round his ears. A gentle purr vibrated through him and Phoenix laughed in delight. ‘Ember’s only flying squirrel,’ she said with a grin. Widge looked rather pleased with that. ‘This is a-amazing!’ Seven cried, her voice bubbling with delight. Nara turned back, her eyes bright. ‘No one ever forgets their first ice-eagle flight,’ she called, the air whirling her words away. ‘I don’t doubt it,’ Five groaned. ‘I’m not feeling so good.’ 82